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“She’ll be ready.” Her husband was quite sure of himself. Returning to the house, the three ate a breakfast of cold muffins and juice, then hauled their suitcases and camping gear to the dock, while the women followed their tracks to the beach. “Sky looks strange,” Laney noted staring up. “Doesn’t it figure?” Sandra said. “We’ve already noticed and written it off, ladies,” Erik told them, as he pulled their luggage into the boat. “Full tank of gas?” Matthew wondered as he hopped aboard. “Looks that way to me,” Jason said. “Old Archie was ready for us.” “Makes sense,” Erik noted. “You ready?” he looked up at the three women on the dock, where they waited as though they needed a direct order to get inside. Suddenly embarrassed by her hesitation, Laney moved first and the other two