haven't come across anywhere where a pirate might
hide their loot. And certainly nothing that makes any sense about
under an old man's nose. It's too bad it's not like the cartoons
where there's a big X that marks the spot. The shoreline where I'm
walking is starting to curve in toward the middle where the island
is 'pinched' together. Jo's also a little closer now that the
island's curving inward.
Putting my hands to my mouth, I call, “Any
luck?”
“Does it look like it?” Jo says sticking her tongue
out at me.
Why does she have to be like that? Jo can just keep
marching right up the middle of the island until she falls in, for
all I care.
There are some larger boulders up ahead, so I climb
over them and sit down on the edge. This looks like a good place to
take a little break. The day has warmed up nicely, and there's just
a little surf rolling in sending white water into the air. With the
tide half out, there's a strong salty smell to the air so I take a
deep breath filling my lungs. Aah.
Jo sits down next to me, but doesn't say anything.
Crap. I thought she would have kept going. Facing out to the water
we silently watch the waves crashing on nearby rocks.
Turning to look at me, Jo runs a hand through her
red hair. “I'll ask it again; why don't you like me?”
“What?” Why does she have to ask that again? Why
can't she just sit here and watch the surf. I shake my head, “I
don't—”
Suddenly she places both her hands on my face, and
before I even know what's going on, she's kissing me! She's kissing
me? My mind suddenly goes into overdrive as I feel her soft lips
against mine.
My brain feels like it's short circuiting with
emotions. I quickly pull away and jump up. “What are you doing?”
With a sly grin across her face, she doesn't say anything and just
raises an eyebrow.
“Sara's my girlfriend! You can't do that!”
“I just did, Fisher. Would you relax? It's just a
stupid kiss.”
“You're crazy,” I shout. I quickly lower my voice
because I know Sara must be close. “This whole time you've been
busting my chops about everything. Then you go and do this?”
She stands up facing me. “I thought it'd be funny to
see how you react. And I'm right; it is funny. Besides, it's
no big deal; in a few weeks I'll be back in North Carolina and
we'll probably never see each other again.” This time she grabs
both my hands and pulls me in for a second kiss.
This isn't right. I know I shouldn't be doing this
and I should pull away, but for some reason I don’t. When I open my
eyes, I can't believe what I'm seeing right in front of me.
Geez!
Chapter 15
Under the Nose
I pull away from Jo and make sure
I'm standing far enough away from her she can't grab me again.
“Would you stop doing that!”
“The way you were kissing me back it sure didn't
seem like you minded,” she says with a smirk.
“Just stop it and look.” I point past her at a large
boulder. “What do you see?”
Jo looks to where I'm pointing, and says in a slow
southern drawl, “A big ol’ rock.”
“Look at it again. What do you really see?”
She puts her hands to her hips. “Well, sweet
lightning.” She gasps as she looks even harder at the boulder.
“It's the Old Man. The way the rock is formed it looks like an old
man.”
“Right,” I say as I scramble over closer to it. I
place my hand on the lower part of the large rock. “And right here
is his beard.” Then I put my hand on a large part sticking out.
“And this is—”
Jo interrupts, “His nose. We're gonna be rich.
Wha-who!”
“YEAH!” I pump a fist into the air. Suddenly my head
is spinning at the thought of all the treasure we're going to find,
and I start to jump around and do a little dance. Jo also starts
doing a funny little dance with me. Without thinking I grab her and
give her a big hug. She hugs me back.
“Hey, guys. What's going on?” Sara says as she
climbs over a boulder. “I heard you shouting, so...”
Sara! My
hide their loot. And certainly nothing that makes any sense about
under an old man's nose. It's too bad it's not like the cartoons
where there's a big X that marks the spot. The shoreline where I'm
walking is starting to curve in toward the middle where the island
is 'pinched' together. Jo's also a little closer now that the
island's curving inward.
Putting my hands to my mouth, I call, “Any
luck?”
“Does it look like it?” Jo says sticking her tongue
out at me.
Why does she have to be like that? Jo can just keep
marching right up the middle of the island until she falls in, for
all I care.
There are some larger boulders up ahead, so I climb
over them and sit down on the edge. This looks like a good place to
take a little break. The day has warmed up nicely, and there's just
a little surf rolling in sending white water into the air. With the
tide half out, there's a strong salty smell to the air so I take a
deep breath filling my lungs. Aah.
Jo sits down next to me, but doesn't say anything.
Crap. I thought she would have kept going. Facing out to the water
we silently watch the waves crashing on nearby rocks.
Turning to look at me, Jo runs a hand through her
red hair. “I'll ask it again; why don't you like me?”
“What?” Why does she have to ask that again? Why
can't she just sit here and watch the surf. I shake my head, “I
don't—”
Suddenly she places both her hands on my face, and
before I even know what's going on, she's kissing me! She's kissing
me? My mind suddenly goes into overdrive as I feel her soft lips
against mine.
My brain feels like it's short circuiting with
emotions. I quickly pull away and jump up. “What are you doing?”
With a sly grin across her face, she doesn't say anything and just
raises an eyebrow.
“Sara's my girlfriend! You can't do that!”
“I just did, Fisher. Would you relax? It's just a
stupid kiss.”
“You're crazy,” I shout. I quickly lower my voice
because I know Sara must be close. “This whole time you've been
busting my chops about everything. Then you go and do this?”
She stands up facing me. “I thought it'd be funny to
see how you react. And I'm right; it is funny. Besides, it's
no big deal; in a few weeks I'll be back in North Carolina and
we'll probably never see each other again.” This time she grabs
both my hands and pulls me in for a second kiss.
This isn't right. I know I shouldn't be doing this
and I should pull away, but for some reason I don’t. When I open my
eyes, I can't believe what I'm seeing right in front of me.
Geez!
Chapter 15
Under the Nose
I pull away from Jo and make sure
I'm standing far enough away from her she can't grab me again.
“Would you stop doing that!”
“The way you were kissing me back it sure didn't
seem like you minded,” she says with a smirk.
“Just stop it and look.” I point past her at a large
boulder. “What do you see?”
Jo looks to where I'm pointing, and says in a slow
southern drawl, “A big ol’ rock.”
“Look at it again. What do you really see?”
She puts her hands to her hips. “Well, sweet
lightning.” She gasps as she looks even harder at the boulder.
“It's the Old Man. The way the rock is formed it looks like an old
man.”
“Right,” I say as I scramble over closer to it. I
place my hand on the lower part of the large rock. “And right here
is his beard.” Then I put my hand on a large part sticking out.
“And this is—”
Jo interrupts, “His nose. We're gonna be rich.
Wha-who!”
“YEAH!” I pump a fist into the air. Suddenly my head
is spinning at the thought of all the treasure we're going to find,
and I start to jump around and do a little dance. Jo also starts
doing a funny little dance with me. Without thinking I grab her and
give her a big hug. She hugs me back.
“Hey, guys. What's going on?” Sara says as she
climbs over a boulder. “I heard you shouting, so...”
Sara! My
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