Crew and Lil had completed the three rounds. Lil had finished first on the third round.
"Mr. Smith is not feeling well," Theo announced suddenly. "He had stomach ache."
Nip obliged by doubling over and covering his abdomen with both hands. He scrunched his face.
"So, Mr. Lot and I will compete each other," concluded Theo. "Is that okay with you, Mr. Lot?"
"Okay with me," Lil Lot nodded. "Hope Mr. Smith will be okay tomorrow?"
"I hope so," Nip moaned.
Crew Gator sat beside Nip Smith. "You eat nothing but fish and leaves," he chided. "Eat steak or turkey next time."
"I'll try," Nip grimaced. His favorite food was pizza but now, he was suspicious of the bits of meat on it. This was their second night on the yacht. Nip hoped to sleep better!
The timer begun. Theo concentrated as he sta
