When had they been here, he wondered? Did they search for treasure? He imagined Jer with a pretend sword parrying as Jude lunged, both shouting some kind of piratical jargon. It was not impossible. He imagined Jack shouting some kind of insult before joining in. And then they'd find a way to prank each other. It was always pranks with those two.
He wanted to laugh, but the idea of what he'd lost was too great. He knew without a doubt that Nick would've found the treasure single-handedly. Maybe he'd share with Brooke's son and his friends. But Nick was the smartest person he knew, besides Jer. There was no way that he'd have missed the treasure.
Several others from the group moved in his direction and Wes wasn't ready to socialize. He crossed his arms over his chest and took several steps further away toward the water, sinking the toes of his shoes into the sand as he went, digging holes.