The Island
The first thing Mark saw was the Betsy, racing across the ocean at their side and then his eyes caught sight of the shapes flickering in and out the water before it.
"Dolphins."
"Ten out of ten, Mark," Myra said, flashing him a grin.
They were beautiful. The three of them sat mesmorised, their faces glued to the small windows watching the creatures dart in and out of the water in front of the sleek catamaran as it raced towards the Island.
At some invisible signal though, the small school of dolphins turned away, disappearing beneath the water and surfacing off to the east of the Betsy.
"How amazing was that?" Maddy asked, her fear of flying forgotten for the moment.
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