When she returned from the latrine, Mara found Wade on the beach with a pair of binoculars. He was looking toward the far side of the lake in the dire...ction of the waterfall."See anything?" Not on the right," he answered as he scanned left, toward the other campsite there. "Bingo. Red canoe."Wade handed Mara the binoculars and unhooked the radio from his belt while she zeroed in on the campsite he'd spoken of.Wade called, "Hey Dad. We may have something."When no answer came, he tried again. This. She didn't take a lunch break that day. There was no time with 70 employees to service and she was pretty much constantly on the verge of throwing up anyway.She did the managers offices last. Every one of them had stayed late for the occasion. Two of them gave her shit for not doing the managers first. She couldn't believe she was getting reprimanded after everything she'd done today, which was completely outside of her job de***********ion. Was she even paid for this?It was a long day she'd. ”“So we go with the fertilizer approach,” Leland said.“The idea of fertilizing the ocean to improve fish stock was interesting and it can be done,” Dr. Donaldson said looking over at Magus. “In fact, it has been done out in the Pacific Ocean with promising results. However, that won’t solve the problem.”Holding up the report, Titus said, “It says here that fertilizers are part of the problem.”Dr. Donaldson said, “It is actually a matter of distribution. Normally, nutrients are leached from the. . I was a spectator."After Anne brought their coffee, they sat in silence thinking about what they'd done. Stan sipped his coffee, then continued, "I'm not very good at talking about things, Anne. So please, if this doesn't come out in a way you can understand, tell me before you turn on me, huh?"Anne smiled. "Okay! I'll give you a warning." I was wrong, Anne. I was wrong all along, but I didn't realize the depth of the feeling I had, or even understand what it was. Me and Denise, I mean..