Scooter wrapped his arm around my waist possessively. “This is my wife, Mollie. But you better not talk about snakes around her. She had a run-in with one a while back.”
“Okay, no more talk about snakes,” Captain Dan said. “Well now, missy, have you seen the rest of the boat?”
“Not yet. There are more important things to worry about, like who broke into the boat and why.”
“Oh, that? That’s nothing, probably just some of the high school kids on a dare. I wouldn’t worry your pretty little head about it, Mrs. McGhie. Now, why don’t you have a look back here at the aft cabin.” The captain slapped Scooter on the shoulder. “We menfolk are gonna sort out the paperwork.”
Scooter grinned. He seemed to be having fun watching my reaction to Captain Dan’s patronizing comment about my pretty little
