Chapter 17: This is for You, Jay Falcon!
I snag a Vipers’ ball cap from a hook on the bedroom door, place it on my head, and return to the party outside. Gillian and Brett are playing badminton in the sun. An invisible net is strung between them and they constantly move around it to hit the zooming shuttlecock. I help myself to a fresh bottle of Rolling Rock, unscrew its cap, and watch Saul and Tom manhandle a yellow canoe to the lake’s edge. I point at the two and ask Bernie, who is seated in the sun and drinking his own beer, squinting at me, “What are those two up to?”
“Tom wanted to try out the canoe. He said he hasn’t been in once since he was twelve.”
I have a seat beside Bernie and say, “That’s what’s so nice about this island. The inner child surfaces for all of us.”
“My inner
