Signal Fire, Jazz Age

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Signal Fire, Jazz Age Rex Pomeroy came to with salt water in his mouth and sand in his shoes. He pushed himself up, coughing, and found that he was not alone. Around him, on a crescent of white sand backed by tall dunes and low scrub, six other children lay sprawled like discarded dolls. A capsized yacht rested on its side thirty yards out, its hull groaning against the shore with each wave....

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