Research "the sailor's warning."

We'll use your sailboat, obviously, to go looking for the right place. Now grab some things, I'll pack some food for lunch. With any luck, we'll have this thing solved by sunset.”

Anna simply folded her arms and leaned against the doorjamb with an unimpressed look plastered across her face. Strands of hair, already turning summer blonde, hung over her eyes, and she made no effort to move them. “Jerry,” she said patiently, “we have no idea where to look. I think we ought to investigate that 'Sailor's Warning' first. It sounds important.”

Jerry pushed past her and made his way to the kitchen. He pulled some bread from the cupboard and searched for peanut butter, “We can think about that on the way. Go get dressed.”

The slightest pang of embarrassment touched Anna's mouth as she looked down at her nightshirt-clad body, but she and Jerry had known each other since they were five, and she was certain Jerry thought nothing of potential improprieties. On second thought, she was certain Jerry did little thinking of any kind anyway, so what the hell. She shut the front door and strode into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and took out the carton of orange juice. She opened it and gulped deeply as she thought. She grabbed her cell phone from the counter and did a quick line, but turned up nothing of use with “THE FIRST SIGN WILL COME IN THE MORNING: HEAD TO THE ISLAND BY THE SAILOR'S WARNING.” She frowned and tapped her phone, “We need to figure out what this means before we go wandering around the lake.”

Jerry's face visibly drooped with disappointment as he spread peanut butter over a prone piece of bread, “Why?”

Anna sighed and looked to the ceiling for strength, “Because, Jerry, it's a riddle.”

Yeah? And?”

And riddles are riddles because they're ambiguous.”

Okay. So?”

Anna returned the OJ to its home in the fridge, then closed the door and answered, “Well, someone from long ago might have wanted to leave clues, but they weren't dumb enough to come right out and say what was on their mind, so they left a riddle for later generations to figure out.”

Jerry scowled, “But why did they have to make it so difficult?”

Anna shrugged, “Maybe they didn't. Maybe that riddle was easy enough for them to figure out. Besides, nothing worthwhile is easy, is it?”

Yes,” Jerry replied sulkily.

She laughed and swatted him playfully, “Shut up and stay here and eat your sandwich so I can get dressed.”

Whatever. Hey, we're not going to the library, are we?”

From around the corner, Anna answered, with a chuckle, “Sorry, Jerry.”


The End

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