Charlotte shouted. “You don’t have to shout,” said Jacob. “We’re right beside you.” He spotted an old fallen tree lying in the sand. It was narrow at one end and split partway down the middle. It reminded Jacob of the hull of an abandoned fishing boat he had seen near the dock. Jacob ran and jumped onto the narrow end. “Avast, mateys. This is a pirate ship.” He caught Charlotte’s eye with a fierce look. “And it’s under my command.” Charlotte shook her head. “I’m the pirate captain,” she said, “so I’m in command.” Jacob jumped down. “Rock, Paper, Scissors,” he said. It was their favorite way of settling arguments. “Two out of three,” said Charlotte. Jacob won. “From now on, call me Captain Shark,” he said with a triumphant grin. Charlotte gave in. You couldn’t argue with Rock, Paper, Scissors. She stared at the log. Jacob was right. It did look like a pirate ship. A shipwrecked pirate ship. “Grandpa, does this cove have a name?” she asked.
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