When we got back to the cabin, I tried to rest on the couch with Hale. He turned on an old movie and I nearly got swept away with nostalgia, but my stomach started to rumble.

I knew that seafood always messed with my stomach. Maybe I shouldn't have gotten the fish. It had just looked so good, I couldn't resist trying it while we were here, so close to the beach. It seemed to be fighting me back though.

I excused myself to go to the restroom. I slipped down the hall, ...