“Yeah!” Zoe cheered.
“Ferry?” Lucas repeated his mind filling with images of rough seas and boats struggling to stay afloat. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“I’m sorry?” Sarah looked at him startled. “It’s an island so the only way to get there is by ferry.”
“Boats are dangerous. What about rough seas? They could sink.”
Sarah blinked not sure if he was being serious before saying, “I think we’ll be fine.”
“If you’re worried we can go too,” Alan said. “I’ve never been to the Statue of Liberty.”
“Really?” Zoe asked.
“That’s not necessary. I’m sure you have work to do.”
“It’s Sunday. I think I’m entitled to a day off,” Lucas said ignoring Alan’s smirk.
In truth he usually worked seven days a week. Sunday only had a skeleton crew of sorts so the office was quiet and made a good en
