Chapter 18
Trey walked down the dock at Otter Cove Harbor. He was picking up Stuart’s favorite fishing rod for a day of fishing with a school friend. After grabbing the rod and tucking it away in its carrier, he paused on the boat deck to look out over the bay. Gulls swooped and called, and a few eagles were perched on pilings. A raft of otters floated near the harbor entrance. It was early evening, and boats were starting to stream into the harbor from the bay. As it was late summer, there was a bite to the evening air. A salty breeze gusted through the harbor. Mount Augustine was clustered with clouds around its peak. The volcano’s flanks were scattered with light that angled through the clouds, glittering it with a golden hue.
Trey had persuaded Emma to meet him for dinner at the Boat
