Time for a visit


I admit it, I lost track of time by the beach, around three or four hours of it. The museum was certainly open by now.

The way back was fast and without incident except for one small conversation. A man was waiting outside the museum and he looked spooked. I asked if he was okay and he said he didn’t do well in crowds. There was no one in sight.



He saw doubt in my face and proceeded to explain that a mob of what looked like pirates had just passed through there and almost trampled him. They were now inside the museum, probably up to no good. He just hoped that Stern could handle them all.

I asked if he was inside to which the man answered with a solid yes, that Stern was most definitely inside, planning an undersea exploration.


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