“All you turkeys is just narrow-minded.  You got no power o’ vision.”  JoJo had this big idea he could find gold ore beneath the sand on the beach.  I could not hold that against him.  Every man must have his dream.  But JoJo’s dream turned him into the devil’s own target.

         I get ahead of myself.  You have to understand how we were together, what a team the four of us made, how that makes what happened all the more a cause for grief.

         Cindylee was of our company.  Cindylee would listen to JoJo go on about the gold, then say, “You got the IQ of a watermelon, JayJay.”

         He would just eat it up.  There’d she be, standing with the wind whipping her skirt, pasting her hair to her cheek.  She’d be eating an apple and spitting out wrinkled peel she didn’t like.

         And Buddy, he’d be all casual laid out on his army blanket spread there on the sand, and he wouldn’t even look over, just tell JoJo he was a sun-fried fool.