But, panning out, he did see something. Might have been an oversized coconut, might not have. Nobody around except himself. Bobbing in the water right in that corner, emphasizing it.
Hmm, no coconuts falling *now*. “Fousquare,” eh?
*Here* they come!
“The little pool with its rim of rocks must have been specifically designed to catch the falling coconuts for some reason, W.”
“You know the reason.”