TALES FROM THE CARIBBEAN
Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy), and Big Jesse were only halfway up the path to Santana’s old cabin before
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy), and Big Jesse were only halfway up the path to Santana’s old cabin before
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) had just found himself pulled into a full body clutch by the stark-naked, suntan-lotion-covered
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy), Jini (Dave’s mom), and Miss Lillie (Jesse’s friend from Lexington, Kentucky), were rail down
Read MoreDave, (everybody called him Shark Boy), helped Lillie aboard Dream Weaver while his mom scurried about the main cabin putting
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) returned to the party, his face burning from the conversation he had had with
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) pulled apart the big lobsters, removed their heads from their tails, broke off their
Read MoreHuman presence is a creative and turbulent sacrament, a visible sign of invisible grace. Nowhere else is there such intimate
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) could hardly wait to see Jesse—he thought the final bell was never going to
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) scrambled aboard the Flying Circus, tied the painter to an aft cleat, and in
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) said good-bye to his friends on Lovango as a brilliant Caribbean sunset cast long
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) was back at school after his hunting trip to Indiana, but not happy about
Read MoreDave (everybody calls him Shark Boy), and his dad-the captain boarded a plane at Detroit Metro Airport homeward bound for
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and his dad the Captain said good-bye to the runaway monk Lambini, leaving the
Read MoreThe closer Dave and the monk Lambini got to the shack, the faster they walked, but it still wasn’t fast
Read MoreDave’s pace quickened when he saw the puffs of dust shooting up from the rock pile. At last, this was
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy), finished hoisting the main sail and stretched it tight with one last powerful pull
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark boy) was supposed to keep the barnacles cleaned off the bottom of his dad’s boat,
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) awoke at first light and took his dad’s dinghy ashore for breakfast. On his
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and his friend Ryan—led by Dave’s father the Captain—walked out of Boss Penny’s Bar
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and his father sat in the cabin of the Flying Circus looking at one
Read MoreThe secretive conversations between Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and his dad were cut short when Jenny opened the
Read MoreAfter Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) had escorted Labelle to Jessie’s place and seen her safely inside the gate,
Read MoreAs darkness descended on the boat shack everybody finished eating their fill of fresh fruit and seafood. Dan removed the
Read MoreAs Dream Weaver approached her mooring ball, Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) hurried forward with the boathook, snagged the
Read MoreAfter all the Amsterdam clients were on board and safely situated, Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) removed the cover
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy), and Ryan kicked off their boat moccasins and laid back on the port and
Read MoreAfter a brief moment of anger over his mother’s malady — the chronic alcoholism into which she had fallen —
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) finished scrubbing the Weaver’s teakwood deck and invited Ryan below deck while he straightened
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) eased the Dream Weaver close to Lovango’s dock and shoved a big boat fender
Read MoreDave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and the hungry monk were motoring Dream Weaver toward the place on Lovango’s coast
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