Passing the correct points
The boat captain listened carefully and slowed whenever Jake asked. Eventually, they spotted the statue. Moss-covered and looming, it was hard to miss now that they knew what to look for. Jake stood up and pointed. “There. That’s where we turned.” The boat veered right. Then came the reef, breaking the surface like jagged glass. Jake nodded. “That’s it. We’re close.”
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