About two minutes later, Jackson burst out of the water, gasping for air—two fat, forearm-sized shrimp dangling from his hands.
“Lobsters?” Lily’s eyes lit up. “Captain, you actually caught lobsters!”
“Not lobsters,” Jackson corrected, shaking water from his hair with a grin. “But they’ll taste just as good.”
The rain was coming down hard now, pelting against their skin like tiny stones.
“Come on, hurry!” Jackson grabbed the shrimp by their long feelers and ran, Lily following close behind as they dashed toward the cave.
Inside the cavern, Bethany emerged from her sleeping nook, startled by the drumming of rain on stone.
“Lisa, it’s raining again,” she muttered.
“I know,” Lisa replied, frowning as she stared at the dark mouth of the cave. “It hasn’t stopped raining for days… I just
