"Always," Dizzy answered with a laugh. Honestly, that was her favorite thing about this place. The food. The Isle had spoiled, rotten food. It was a wonder no one on the Isle got sick. That was probably a good thing. There were no doctors on the Isle. At least not the kind that took care of people.
Dizzy didn't have much experience with people, or nice people. Everyone on the Isle wanted something. She was pushed around by pirates, ordered around by her Grandmother. And everyone was out for themselves. She wasn't like most kids on the Isle. She It was a miracle that Dizzy turned out to be the little ray of sunshine she is. It was hard not to smile around Dizzy.
"So you're Dean's dad, huh?" she asked. She'd read the other comments with other people. And they had the same last name.