Thirty-threeGrand Cayman Island › Sunday, December 7, 2008 › 17h30
Jayson smiled as the shoulder-to-shoulder trio advanced down the boardwalk toward the Kansas cabana—reluctance appearing etched on their tanned faces, partially hidden behind wraparound sunglasses. The sound of their flip-flops harmonized in a slow beat as they exited the boardwalk, advancing on the terrace, ending just short of its wooden stairs without fanfare.
Lucy gestured the trio up onto the terrace deck with a wave and introduced herself. She oversaw the awkward reunion with Jayson and asked if it would be appropriate to order beer. The reply was positively unanimous.
After rearranging the outdoor furnishings and dragging two chairs from inside the cabana out onto the terrace, the group of four men and one female
