Embarked

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You poke your nose out through the fore hatch of the tank, which isn't a tank anymore but a burnt-orange 24-foot daysailer christened the Mindy Lee of Hoboken NJ.

"Hey," you note, addressing yourself in the general direction of Upstairs, "Wasn't there an arrangement about this sort of thing?"

There is no, ah, immediate response so you climb to the crow's nest where you find a wet bar, a can of honey roast cashews, and a Postmodern Library copy of Don Quixote. The other one. You pour yourself a drink, gobble a few nuts, and toss the book over the rail. You saw the miniseries with Farah Fawcett.

A split instant before the book touches the water a cerulean dolphin arcs out and snatches it away.