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ransom.”
    â€œYes! I’ll give you my money.”
    â€œYou’re the best partner ever, Buck!”
    Buck and Chase dove into the dark waves and blasted to the ocean floor at top speed. They pulled themselves around the ship, sticking their hands in every hole, feeling around for gold and silver.
    Buck grabbed Chase’s arm. Having been trained in sign language, he signed a message to Chase. “Look out! Sharks!”
    â€œHide in the ship!” Chase signed back with scared fingers.
    Before Buck could answer, his whole body jerked. Chomped! Buck was chomped by a shark! Chase remembered the bottle of shark repellent in her scuba suit pocket. As she sprayed the shark’s face, Chase pulled Buck to the surface. They had barely climbed onto their explorer boat when the shark torpedoed out of the water, narrowly missing Chase’s head.
    â€œHe got me, Chase.” Buck rolled in pain.
    â€œThank God it’s only a scratch.”
    â€œYes, a scratch. But sharks at Whitefish Island have poison on their fins. It finned me, Chase.”
    Buck’s eyelashes fluttered, then closed.
    â€œBuck! Hang on. I’ve got the anti-fin medicine in the starbird engine.”
    He moaned. “Too … late … Go on without me, Chase.” Now he wheezed. “Find the treasure … Save … your … sister.”
    â€œWe find the fortune together, or we don’t find it at all!” Chase screamed.
    â€œChase Truegood, turn down the volume, will ya?” Amelia stood on the dock, hands on her hips, showing off her uniform: jean shorts and an Eatsa Some Pizza t-shirt. “I’m going to work, and you guys are being called for lunch. A storm’s coming, so your next bold adventure might be a card game.”
    Clouds were collecting in the sky, gathering in gray clumps.
    Amelia The Princess stared into the water. “Is that a canoe?”
    I shrugged.
    â€œReally? You guys sunk a canoe? Alex?”
    â€œI think it was an accident,” he said.
    â€œIt was not an accident,” Amelia said. “Why’d you do that?”
    I took off my goggles so I could see her better. “We needed a shipwreck. It’s not easy to sink a canoe. Trust me. Alex had to pour water into it while I jumped up and down. I fell like twenty times.” This information would have impressed Amelia My Sister.
    â€œThat’s correct. It is not easy to sink a canoe. You know why?” She paused, but neither of us answered. “Because canoes float! Where is Mr. Clark? Are you supposed to be down here without supervision?”
    â€œDo you want to play when you get home?” I asked.
    â€œChrista, I asked you a question. Are you supposed to be down here without supervision?”
    Alex said, “Grandpa said it’s okay as long as we’re wearing life jackets.”
    â€œDo you?” I asked. “This canoe is awesome. Come on. It’ll be fun!”
    She shook her head and stomped to Mom’s car without a word.
    Alex pulled himself onto the dock and unclipped his life jacket. “You think we’re gonna be in trouble?” He wiped his face on his towel, which was so dirty it left brown streaks on his face.
    I crossed my fingers behind my back and said, “It’s a boat. Water can’t hurt it, Alex.”
    Cheese sandwiches were already on the table with cans of orange soda and potato chips. This was our first lunch with Mr. Edmund Clark, and we were off to a good start. No tuna, no carrots, no raisins or apple slices. He understood potato chips came from vegetables, luckily.
    The air was heavy and thunder grumbled. I loved storms because they gave the woods a bath, and everything smelled pure. I poked Alex. “You know why it smells good after it rains?”
    â€œBecause your nose sensors need cleaning.” He said this all confident, like he’d learned it at school.
    I laughed. “That’s just stupid!