Patriot's Point Blonde: part four
From Breech Inlet Peg Bottie didn't rule the world. Just rich Mt. Pleasant, mello Sullivans Island and pervo Isle of Palms. Small beans for an ambitious politican, three lumps of mud but Island people prayed daily for the great Charleston earthquake.
At low tide, Breech Inlet exposed Jerry's dozers, swamp swill and Marvin-the-Mako's tailfin. But only Marvin moved,
swimming east to offshore deeps, as he didn't trust Peg Bottie ... or her HongCong chef.