A/N: My last chapter... I liked writing this story. My mom helped me a lot. And Filipa was the one to help me the most. Thanks, bud!
Fisherman's Whorf
If I'm lucky, maybe it will be crab season while I'm here. This is a great place to find some of the famous Dungeness Crabs. The best way to try some of the delicate sweet flesh is by the paper cup-full from the boiling cauldrons of the street-side stalls.
Low in fat, high in protein and minerals, plus, very tasty. It just seems to good to be true.
The End
Filipa's Notes: Everybody, stay calm. I'm not going to let her end this story with Hannah Montana eating crabs! I've written a 13th chapter, and if Rita let's me post it, everything's fine. If she doesn't... I'm dead.