Tuckamore Bay

Issac Matthew Dove

"No. Let them go."

Bill nodded, as he held the cellphone to his ear.

"Yes, I am sure."

Bill laughed.

"I know, but for now let's just let them stay out of the water."

Bill nodded again.

"Tell Gertie no."

Again Bill laughed.

"Sorry Gertie. Hate to take your fun away."

The smile left Bill's face, as he nodded in silence.

"Do that. But just that. Just follow them out of town."

Bill nodded .... again.

"Sure if you want. No just follow them."

Bill started laughing again.

"Yes. Stay wherever and let me know tomorrow what they did. And tell Gertie I will pay for the beer. Just call me when you get to the motel."

Bill shook his head, rolling his eyes.

"Okay. Talk to you tomorrow."

Matty looked at me as he put his cell phone back in his pocket.

"Freddy?"

Bill nodded.

"Yea. Simon and Gail are getting ready to leave and Freddy wanted to know...

Well you know what he wanted to know."

"Dat boy be pushing' da cart ahead of da 'orse"

Bill had to agree with Nanny Dove.

"He is not the brightest bulb on the tree, but he is loyal to a fault."

"Loyal, yes. But me son, 'es bulb was long burnt out. Ise don't knows ifin 'e was even borned wit one," she laughed.

Matty sat on the coffee table, next to her grandmother.

"Nanny? Why would anyone be interested in this Bay?"

Nanny Dove looked at Bill.

"Well, me dear, best youse be asking' yer 'ubby about dat. Ise still tinks ..."

Matty put up her hand.

"I am not talking about Bill."

"Oh."

She smiled at Bill.

"Sorry, Willam."

Bill sat on the couch, close to Matty and Nanny Dove.

"Is there some secret about the Bay that we don't know about?"