Arundel's Eggz

It had been the summer previous, one week with the grandparents, that had inspired the notion of the Arundel family food truck.  Living on the back bay of the Black River in a retirement complex was not necessarily what Lacy, Zach and Hannah had in mind, but dad had been pulled to Chicago for the week on assignment to create the finishing touches on a Spanish Tapas eatery in the financial district.

He had given up chiefdom years ago when he realized that eighty hour weeks left little time for sleep, kids, marriage, sanity and just life in general, but he stayed on with the Food Fight corporation as a consultant for what they called 'peripheral' projects.  Dad's specialty was Spanish cuisine, as he had spent the better part of his 23rd year in Madrid learning the art of rustic Spanish cooking at the great

kitchen of Shane Pessoa.  It was the second night of their stay in the condo when Hannah had briefly glimpsed out of the crack upstairs window shade the glimmer of what looked to be a large group of other children slinking away from the back decks of their own family condos across the grass and into

the water where a long pontoon boat sat gently bobbing and gleaming moonlight.  What little they could have imagined that this was the initial annual meeting of the Privateers of the Black River Bay...