“Yeah. Kate and the brujo and the caballo. All at once. Poof” He put his head in his hands. “I thought—Anthony panicked. I got him calmed down just a little, and got him back to the boat. When he was on the radio, I walked up the beach. The sand was wet, and it was holding footprints real good, you know? It was an all-day soaking rain; couldn’t ask for anything better. But where the bubble had been, the sand was dry. It was as perfect a circle as you could want, like it had been under a giant beach umbrella.