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“Chevelle,” Rowdy says with a nod.

Man, everyone is super friendly this morning.

I’m halfway to my boat when Heidi, one woman in the group I’m taking out, calls from behind me, “Oh good, you’re here. We were browsing the gift shop until you showed up. Thank goodness it was open.”

Heidi is decked out in camo gear as if we need to hide from the fish to catch them, but I don’t ask why.

“You’re here early. I wasn’t expecting you for another half hour.” Which left me time to make sure the boat seats were wiped down and to stock the coolers. Although these women don’t drink, I like to have some beer on hand just in case.

“Well, they’re all excited.” She turns toward the store, where the other three women are huddled together. “LADIES!”

I open my jaw and press a finger to my ear in an attempt to relieve the pain in my ears.

The three other women meet us where we’re standing.

“Ladies, just give me five minutes to wipe down the seats and make sure I have enough refreshments.”

They all hold up their jugs.

“No need. We brought our own,” Heidi says.

“We don’t believe in plastic bottles,” Cindy says.

“Horrible for the environment,” says the third, who I always think of as bird lady because she always wears clothing with birds on it.

“Are you going to have kids one day? If so, you want to leave them a healthy planet.” Stella, the fourth woman, touches my arm.

“Okay then, no water, but still give me five minutes to wipe down the boat from overnight.” I turn and walk toward my boat.

“We’ll help. We’re a bunch of eager beavers this morning,” Heidi says.

“Women helping women is what it’s all about.” Stella comes up beside me. “Seriously though, think about the bottled water thing.”

I nod and smile, which is my normal response with this charter.

When we board my boat, Heidi gasps and each woman takes her turn gasping before I really make sense of what I’m looking at. My boat is covered in cheap lingerie, condom wrappers, condoms, vibrators, dildos, and an open bottle of lube, a long line squeezed out on the bench. In addition to all the sex crap, there are empty alcohol bottles and red Solo cups.

I swivel around and everybody who works on the dock is laughing. Cam raises his coffee mug at me. That son of a bitch.

“Um… Chevelle.” Heidi swallows a bunch of times. “Is your boat used for other things besides fishing?”

“No. Someone must’ve done this without my knowing.”

Anger fires up inside me. I’m going to kill him.

“Well, I’m sorry, I cannot clean that up and I cannot get on that boat.” Stella shakes her head.

“Filthy sex things happened here last night,” Cindy whispers to me.

“No, it’s a prank.”

“A prank?” bird lady asks.

“Yes, there’s a competition going on. Please, ladies, give me a minute to clean this up, and we’ll be on our way.”

They shake their heads, all four of them retreating down the pier.

“We’ll reschedule, honey, you just… do you.” Then they all turn and speed walk out of the marina.

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