Prologue

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     The Bahamas was such an amazing place to live. The scenery, the weather, the air, the people, everything. I practically lived in my bathing suits and jean shorts. My dad claimed I could live like that too, in our new temporary home. 

     Some placed called, the outer banks.

     Dad was not telling me the truth; he was in some trouble, or at least I think he was. The Bahamas was always his home; he grew up there, met my mom there, where my mom was buried. Our whole lives revolved in the Bahamas. 

     I think his trouble came to deal with two kids; a John B and Sarah Cameron, he wouldn't exactly tell me.

     So now, I'm on a plane, on my way to my new temporary home for who knows how long and my biggest mission is to find a way to get three Pogues to trust me when I will become a Kook. 

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