Duncan finished the story. ‘So, we let her pack, and she left. And now I’m moving the boat to the middle of the marina, so she can’t change her drunken mind.’ It was the first time Duncan acknowledged that Patricia was a drunkard.

A lot had happened since I’d said goodnight to Josh. ‘Okay. So that’s it? She doesn’t get to come back?’

‘Nope. She’s gone for good,’ said Duncan.

‘I didn’t care for her,’ added Gerry. ‘She was rude.’ That was putting it mildly.

‘I’m glad she’s gone,’ said Hannah. ‘Did you know she called me princess? To my face? And she didn’t mean it as a compliment.’

I commiserated with Hannah. ‘Yeah, I wasn’t too fond of her either. I overheard her saying nasty stuff about us when she thought she was alone on the boat with Josh.’

‘Bitch!’

‘I thought she was okay,’ said Josh. All eyes turned to him.

‘Well, you shared a room with her, Josh, and spent the most time with her, so you probably have a better understanding of what she was really like …’ Marie was so diplomatic, even after everything that had happened. Meanwhile, I’d started singing ‘Ding-Dong! The Witch is Dead’ in my head.

Josh spoke up. ‘Well, I guess. I mean, she was an interesting person. For some reason, she didn’t seem to have a problem with me, but she was really bitter and angry about – well, pretty much everything else.’ Josh was also more gracious than I would have been.

‘You’ll have a room to yourself now,’ said Hannah. And then she looked right at me. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Did she want me out of our cabin?

‘I guess so, yeah. No more snoring, so that’s good,’ said Josh, tactfully.

Duncan shut off the boat engine. ‘This is good enough. We’ll drop anchor here, and in the morning, we’ll head back in to get our scooters. Even if she comes back tomorrow, I’ll have the boat all locked up, and she won’t be able to go below.’

‘I doubt she’ll come back,’ said Gary. ‘She was pretty clear about her disdain for us. And if she does, we can do the whole thing all over again.’

Marie stood up and hugged her husband. ‘You’re a good bouncer, honey.’ They really were cute together.

‘I’m going back to bed!’ declared Hannah. We all said our goodnights and made our way below deck. When I climbed into my bunk, Hannah rolled over to face me. ‘I would have thought you’d be sleeping next door tonight.’ Snarky.

‘No. Why?’

‘Well, you said that if Josh was your boyfriend, you’d definitely want to sleep with him, and …’ She didn’t finish the thought to its obvious conclusion.

‘Josh is not my boyfriend,’ I whispered, pointedly.