"Where are you taking me?" she asked expectancy in her voice."I haven't made reservations yet," I admitted."My parents are going to the club and we're...welcome to join them." I was looking forward to talking to you about 'demanding'," I objected, feeling well prepared after discussing it with Marcie the night before."We'll go in separate cars and meet them there. After we let my daddy pay the check we can leave and talk in your car." That sounds good to me. Are you sure your parents won't mind?". Once they had gathered and the women could see who had been killed, there was a great wailing and crying among all the women. Even those who had not lost her man was mourning in sympathy with the widows. It was obvious that this was going to last for hours, maybe through the night, so Cletus and the other men moved off a little ways and lay down to try to sleep.The next morning, the worst of the public mourning was over. After everybody had eaten a breakfast, the men began pulling the dead. All we could do was swing it over the side and that didn’t do us any good.Much of the cargo was ruined by two months in the river. Still, some of it had value. If I didn’t need it someone would. We decided that the ship must have come from somewhere not known to the island, as we pulled out quite a few soggy bales of a cloth that they didn’t recognize, as well as about sixty smaller packages of something that might have been some kind of tea but they were all worthless now. Well, it was a. Sandra didn't say anything as she looked at her daughter with sympathy."He's going to be away for at least another week, maybe two," Elaine said with venom in her voice.Sandra sighed and said, "I'm sorry sweetie."Elaine turned away and looked out the window as tears began to fall.Sandra gave the boys a box of animal crackers she had brought with her and walked over to her daughter. She stepped behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist for a hug.Elaine began to sob."Why don't we skip.