Chapter Five
The Clock of Time
Oooooooouuuunnnnk!" ...the conch shell bellowed deeply over the din of excited snorkelers who were splashing, laughing, squealing, and sharing fish stories of only moments ago.
"All right everybody, last call for lunch." Deb, the blower of the conch and speaker on the mic, was smiling like someone who had just cracked a joke and was waiting for the punchline to sink in with the audience.
"What...? Last Call? What happened to first call?" ...
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