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Sun, Sandcastles, and Sin - Ann Lee Miller
I tip-toed across the deck, debating the chances I could disappear before Dad saddled me with some miserable boat chore he thought up while I was sitting in Sister Sheila’s sixth grade English class. I skirted the cockpit and ducked behind the aft cabin, not daring to shoot a glance through the fore cabin hatch. […]
Ann Lee Miller