It was a normal day in the harbour, gulls were flying around, fishermen catching fish.. and the twins? Well. They were in the house. Marlene was playing with a dog she found. And James was on his 17th sketchbook. Ben: James?! Can you help me gut the fish?! James: uh- sure… he closed his sketchbook and went to find his dad Marlene: dad, I don’t think he likes the fishing business.. Ben: nonsense! Everyone loves our business! James: fish make me sick. this was the first time Marlene didn’t have to step in fully. Anne: I’m Going to go baby sit! Be back at 11! (Near midnight)