The Waterwood Box, 60

Catch up!

Adam was close to pulling out his hair in frustration. Ramata just smiled and looked at Adam, Spot, and the door Frear swam behind. “They are discussing you staying here in Tiskaloo and you’ll never learn whether there is land or not.”

“Do you know?” Adam sarcastically asked.

“Haven’t any idea. But I’m not afraid to admit it either.”

“Oh, great,” said Adam. “That helps.”

“You didn’t let me finish. I don’t know, but I know someone who might. And this certain someone will at least give you an answer with some kind of evidence.” Ramata nodded toward Frear’s door. “Which is a lot more than I can say for the answers you’ll get here.” Ramata finished her sentence and the door opened up. Frear swam out with an armload of supplies, a kelp quilt, a brush to scrub the fins of Adam’s tail pants, and a key carved from coral.

“C’mon,” Frear said. “I’ve found you a place to stay.” Then Frear noticed Ramata. “Ah, good. You can escort our guest. Grey Hole, Never-Dry Burroughs. Do you know the one?”

“Of course,” she answered. “Follow me.” Ramata led the pair away from Frear and back towards the city center. Frear called out, “I’ll be by later to check in on you, Adam.”

In a quiet breath, Ramata said, “Clueless,” and continued on. Adam and Spot followed, Adam’s hands full of the gear Frear gave him.

“That was kind of him,” Spot said.

Abruptly, Ramata called back, “Do you want to find out if there’s any land left coming out of Ocean?” The water-folk paused to let them catch up.

Adam answered, “I thought you said that no Tiskaloon could give us a real answer.”

“No one in Tiskaloo can. We’ll have to find the answer elsewhere.”

“But Frear said they might be able to help.”

“Frear is distracted by all that’s going on with the Urchin Army. They may be able to help, but not for some time. Until then, all they can do is make you comfortable.”

“So what can you do?” Spot asked. “My school has also never heard of land.”

“And has your school talked with a Turtle?” snapped Ramata.

“NowehavenotandIseriouslydoubtyouhaveeithercomeonAdamwater-folkleadingusonawildgoosechase.”

“No, I’m not leading you on a chase. I know where a Turtle lives and I can take you both there. If anyone knows anything about land above Ocean, that salty, old thing does.”

The Waterwood Box, 60

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