<div class="floatleft">(https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8nWEwDHoLo/VuctPJcFklI/AAAAAAAAZzE/LH_CQD1cWsM-36_em_H4CNSfKPtAAs7xg/s1600/tumblr_napkpgrAjV1qb647qo4_1280.jpg)<br/></div>"<em>Morning,</em>Arlene said, "<em>by chance you still have those frogs?</em>"<br/><br/>"Yes, actually," Jim said.   "You never know when a toad carcass will come in handy."  This morning, he was wearing only his MOLLE vest and his olive cargo pants with his steel-toed combat boots, with his gray ARMY shirt dangling from his belt.  His large arms, darkly tanned by exposure, barely fit through the arm holes of the vest.  He rummaged through one of his MOLLE pockets, removed a green plastic container, and tossed it towards Arlene.   "Here you go, kiddo.  Don't spend it all at once."<br/><br/>He was joking, but who knew when their next batch of proteins was gonna come.<br/><br/>"<em>Morning Jim</em>", Lucas said.  "<em>Thanks again for everything.</em>"<br/><br/>Jim turned to look at Lucas and was surprised by how healthy he looked now that he wasn't all pruned up.   "No sweat, Lou," Jim said, smiling.   "Yer' lookin' fresh this mornin'.  Sleepin' on a bed seems to have revived yer' spirits!"<br/><br/>When Lucas laid out his plan, Jim couldn't help but agree with it.   "That's a great idea," Jim said.   "But we don't need a map just now.  The only way to go is South, and I've been down a bit further along the east side of the river bank.  There ain't nothin' for a few kilometers.  I could raise anchor, and float us along for a bit.  Meanwhile, the two of you could search below deck for food and supplies.  Whadda you think?"<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1gQpeIXXXXXarXXXXq6xXFXXXv/-font-b-Military-b-font-font-b-Vest-b-font-font-b-Molle-b-font.jpg)<br/>Jim's MOLLE VEST</div>