True Love Waits

Chapter 434 Who Is The Father

The killer whale disappeared after they had reached the shore. Now it was back.

Carlos got off the rock. The killer whale's bulk was halfway out of the water. When it opened its mouth, Debbie screamed in surprise.

Its mouth was full of marine life such as fish, shrimp, crab, and some other creatures. Many of the creatures were still alive, others were certainly not, or at least unmoving.

"It's bringing us food," Carlos said with a smile.

Debbie threw her arms around the killer whale's head and gave it a big kiss. "Thank you, big guy."

The killer whale opened its mouth and all the fish, crab, and whatnot spilled out onto the rocks. Debbie went to collect what had fallen out, and the orca returned to the sea once more. Carlos gathered an armful and began flinging them onto the beach.

Then Carlos had a better idea. To avoid the fish leaping back into the sea, he decided to dig a hole further inland, and put rocks around the perimeter. Then the fish wouldn't able to "escape." He dug the hole quickly. While he was placing rocks, Debbie saw something odd-looking. "Ugh! This one's scary. Get rid of it, old man," she said, pointing at the offending fish.

Carlos looked at the fish. It was really a hideous-looking little creature. Grey, lumpy, spines around the mouth, huge, black eyes, and just unappetizing in general. "Throw it back into the water," he said. Debbie didn't even think that it would look good cooked. She danced around it, loath to touch it at all.

"You throw it. Hurry before it dies," Debbie said.

Carlos dropped the rock in his hand and came over. He looked at the fish with disgust obvious on his face. Finally, he picked the fish up by its tail fin and threw it back into the water. The two decided to waste no time building a fire to cook up their catch.

They didn't have a knife to gut the fish, though. While Debbie voiced her concerns, Carlos found a thin rock and a broken shell of a red scallop. He scraped the scales with the shell, holding it nearly flat against the fish, in long, hard swipes. Starting at the tail he scraped his way towards the head. Then he flipped it over and did the same to the other side. He paused for a minute to rest. This wasn't the easiest work, and the hot sun didn't make it any easier. Finally, he slit the vent, slicing all the way up to the neck, careful not to slice too deeply. If he hit the intestines, he'd be left with a terrible mess. And he grabbed another fish and went through the same process. One for him, one for Debbie.

After Carlos removed the entrails and kidneys, Debbie took the gutted fish to the water and washed them. It was salt water, true, but it was the best she could do right now. Carlos took them back and put them back on the flat part of another log. He removed the heads. Then he turned the fish's spine towards him and cut above the backbone to fillet it. He worked the shell slowly, carefully through the length of his catch. Then he peeled where he cut through to slice off a fillet. When he was done, he had a pile of fillets ready to cook.

Then, Carlos penetrated the fish fillets with a stick and put them over the fire.

was the best they could do under such

growling, but the flesh of the fish had finally flaked, turning opaque. They were done

Positive that it was cooked, he handed it

What if no one comes to find us?" she asked worriedly and took a bite of the roast

bikini, as fetching as ever. The look in his eyes dimmed. "Then we'll have

never see Piggy again!"

you want to be

she nodded. "Don't abandon

you?" He was

had

He turned to the ocean and replied, "Out there is the endless ocean. I'm not ready to make you into dinner just yet." Debbie contemplated what he said and added, "Yeah, I'd probably be tough and stringy.

I do like the way you taste,"

dirty, but she wasn't going to say anything. All it would

they ate. Debbie didn't like the taste, but she kept stuffing herself. They needed energy to

Debbie lay on the sand, looking at the starry sky. "Do you think

sky, Carlos said firmly, "Oh, I've got good friends.

his guess, Wesley would get the

would be quiet and simple. They could set up a little hut, and it would be just like Gilligan's Island. It would just be her

Piggy?" he

dispirited.

asked, "Why didn't you marry Piggy's

love her. And they didn't really act like a married

looked at him in disbelief. Carlos had asked her the same question last time before her wedding. Now she was curious what made him think

hit him like a slap. Hayden