Sometimes the answer was so obvious, it was hard to believe she hadn’t had it earlier in the long, weary evening. She looked over her shoulder and saw Jo look her direction. Dave, Betsy, and Perry were chatting quietly. Russell and Teri were nowhere to be seen. They must be down below together, doing what she didn’t want to know.
Cassidy rocked her head toward the canoe.
Jo glanced over, paused for a moment and nodded. She made a shooing motion with one hand that none of the others noticed.
Cassidy tilted her head in a question.
Jo nodded again. She was sure.
“Hey, guys.” They were both still staring upward like frogs dazzled by a flashlight.
“Yeah?”
“I’m not feeling real well. Could you give me a lift to the beach?”
“Now?”
“Uh-huh.”
They both shrugged. “Sure, climb on in, lady.”
