"I'm sure he'd tell us if he knew how, where or why we crashed. He's just tired and I think he may have a concussion."
"I concur." Summer added with a warm, genuine smile.
James rolled his eyes so that only George could see and carried on.
"If we collect some big rocks and branches, and put help signs all along the beach, that'd be a start, then we can start a fire at dusk and make a better shelter." He stated again, taking control of the situation.
George's mouth twitched ever so slightly as he bit his tongue. He knew it was a good idea, he just wished he had suggested it. He wondered if Summer had noticed his defined abs before he realised James had walked over to Simon and was calling out for him.
"George!" He shouted hoarsely, "come here!"
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