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Mary Jane's Cove


“Mary Jane’s Cove”

1

“You know it’s a myth right?”

“Oh you’re so pessimistic.”

“Not really.”

“Well you are now.”

“Just because I dint believe it is real. It’s a pot head fantasy.”

“Well we both know that the cove was used to smuggle in thousands of tons of weed in the 90s. Why is it not possible they missed a few maybe 20 tons. You know how much a ton of weed sells for?”

“No but I bet its a lot.”

“Yeah at 1000$ a pound that’s 2 million dollars a ton.”

“Wow that much huh?”

“Exactly and there could be twenty times that vacuum sealed in the ocean don’t you get it it’ll never go bad.” And the hunt was on

2

They lasted three weeks, snorkeling every day. It was an easy life. There were plenty of fish. But Mary Jane was missing. When they were to leave there was a massive storm brewing in the ocean and it was feared to be a menace and was choiced to land less than 100 miles away. The storm would be tough. So they were all ready and in the car.

“What is it honey?”

“It won’t seem to start.”

“Well why not?” He didn’t know so he looked at the dials. “Damn.”

“Damn what?”

“We’re out of gas there is no way we can get it now everything is closed for the storm.” He pounded the steering wheel with both open hands. “Guess im staying with you. When the winds slow down ill head to town to get some gas. People will be out and about. Maybe I can get a ride.

3

Figures, he thought to himself. They had to have only 5 gallon gas cans and he had to fill it to the top for some unknown reason.

Well the weather has changed. The sun was shining and he was hot. A smooth layer of sweat eased its way around until he was covered in sweat. It dripped from his forehead he had the thought to dump half of the gas out just when he could see around the trees. And there reflecting the sun on silver duct tape. He dropped the can and ran. Thankfully it was within only ten feet of shore. He ran through the water until he could put his hands on it.

“Isnt it beautiful?” Said his beautiful wife as her blonde hair rippled in the breeze her blue eyes sure. They had found it some of the sunked Marijuana and about 300 pounds of it maybe more.

“We’re rich. Really f****** rich. I got five gallons. Lets load up and get the h*** out of here.


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