Finding the boat

Aurora’s Dream sat silently in the sand, just above the tide line, as if waiting. Her turquoise trim glinted in the sunlight. And beside her, sitting calmly on an overturned bucket, was Captain Win. He didn’t move when he saw them. Just nodded once, knowing the jig was up. The two brothers surged forward, fists clenched. “Don’t move,” one of them said. “You better start explaining.”
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