Thou shalt not steal.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. I tried to steal past the captain’s quarters to get to the phone, but the door was locked, and I didn’t know who to call. So I went back to bed and did what I was told. I tied the boat to the dock. I walked home through the battlegrounds, watched him drive away down Bloody Pond Road. Every evening at dusk, we play pirates. We fire the cannons when the calliope plays. These are not laughing waters; this is the lake that shuts itself in. Daddy long-legs. Diamond Island. Silvermine. To survive you must face the facts and steel yourself—it’s easy enough to give and take a life—like buying a child ice cream with sprinkles.

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