““They both looked out at the water, then back to each other. “Boat it is,” they said at the same time. “But not Thomas’s this time,” she said as they scrambled to their feet. “It made me feel like--well, I don’t know what, but not good--to have to sneak back aboard and stow all the sheets and towels in there before daybreak the next morning. Like some kind of reverse cat burglar or something. I had this whole story concocted about how I left my phone onboard and had come back to look for it, if by chance he came to move the boat while I was there. I have to tell you, I’d suck at being an actual pirate queen.””
