When Morgan pulled the golf cart into a parking spot at the museum, it was clear everyone else had already arrived. Gabe hopped out of the golf cart first and waited for Morgan before they headed into the main lobby of the museum.
“The others are out back at the picnic table. They ordered in a pizza for lunch, so if you want to eat, you’d better hurry.“ Winnie greeted them at the door, pointing in the direction of the back entrance, which led to a small sitting area she’d created, including a picnic table.
“Are you joining us?” Morgan asked.
With a shake of her head, Winnie declined the offer to join them for lunch. “No, you guys go on out. I’ve got plenty to do here, and it seems to be busy with tourists today. Maybe all that talk of sunken treasure is bringing more people to the islan
