Russ and I picked Gabriel over fishing one weekend.
Technically Russ picked me over Mom, and I picked Gabriel over him, but siblings often sacrifice disagreement for adventure. Russ and I are twins, so we’re connected a little differently than most everyone else. I met Gabriel at a local pub a few days before our trip, and it turned out we had a lot in common, at least we made it seem that way. Guess that sums up how we ended up together on a boat that day.
It doesn’t explain the rare stones they found in my pockets, or the bodies we weighed down in our part of the sea. When I get out of this hospital bed I’ll share the entire story.