Tuesday, 10 February 2026
The Peacock1869
Jennifer pipes up. "We happen, all three of us, to already have plenty of responsibilities in Vancouver, where we also happen to live."
"Stepson, you are the lord here. What do you say?"
"That no one must ever be, nor feel, held here against their will. I have already said that if anyone wants to leave, then after dinner, arrangements can be made to get them off this island and return them to their home."
"We're on an island?" says Jennifer, trying to contain the rising panic in her voce. "Where are we, and how did we get here?"
"Apparently", says Carl, "We are on an uncharted island somewhere between Saltspring and Saturna or Mayne, I think."
"But how did we get here", says Maureen, indignation rising in her voice. "And who are you?"
"Mother", says Jesus to Mary, "would you be so kind please as to go to the kitchen, fill the cut crystal jug, and bring it to the table here?"
"Right away, my Lord", says Mary, getting up from the table...
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