I DECIDED TO WALK INTO town to drop off the compass and pick up the pizza rather than drive. I needed to work off some of the chocolate-related calories I had accumulated so that I could replace them with pizza calories. Sandy had told me about a path that ran through a wooded area along the beach and ended up behind Penelope’s Sugar Shack.
As I trudged along the path, wishing I had worn sneakers instead of flip-flops, I heard arguing on the beach. I couldn’t see who it was through the brush, but one of the voices sounded familiar. I pushed my way through the prickly shrubs growing among the palm trees. As I slowly inched forward, I stubbed my big toe on one of the coconuts littering the ground. I yelped in pain, cursing my sandals.
“What was that?” the familiar voice asked.
I peeked th
