‘Is it real?’ the Chief asked in anxiety. He shook a tremulous hand towards a life-size model of a mammoth whose fur was made from reeds and grass...and which sported real tusks on either side of a straw trunk. ‘These people are magicians!’ exclaimed Pine Marten with wonder at the painted murals of hunters pursuing horse and elk. ‘Now you see why they’re called Cave Painters by the southern tribes,’ said Glade. She was pleased to see familiar signs of Cave Painter culture and was sure now that. “Don’t bother with the roast,” she coached as she raised the door. I was determined to bring up the prize. Like a quarterback, I grabbed the ball in both hands and tucked it under my left arm. With an exaggerated move I flipped myself over the side and fumbled the ball. The package sprayed from my grasp and hit the floor rolling. The door slammed down, echoing the sound the dropped package had made. Unruffled by the noises we had made, Wendy grasp me with both hands and pulled me to her. In. I dug up a couple of bumpers and tossed them over the side. I put my weight into a fending pole and the bumpers dropped down between the sub and our ship.Charlie had her lying down on the couch in our salon. I went up to the helm where I wrote down our GPS coordinates and called the Coast Guard on the ship-to-shore radio. When they found out what we'd snagged and the fact that she was still alive things started happening in a hurry. Well, in a hurry for a sea rescue. We had twelve guys coming. ‘H-H-Hi’ she actually stuttered. Mentally I could see that flaming red blush spread across her face. ‘Why aren’t you here?’ I asked, then continued before she could answer. ‘I gave up my Saturday and consented to work my butt off for your sister only because she told me you’d be here. Now you’re not.’ ‘You really did this because of me?’ She asked. ‘Not because my sister asked you?’ ‘Well, I probably would have done it anyway because she’s my friend, but the thought of seeing you again made the.