During what very well might be the last shark fishing tournament in Oak Bluffs, there are parties raging in the harbor until well past 4am. (We were the ones scrambling for the white noise apps on our phones, and wishing all the partiers would stop swimming and go to bed themselves!) The next morning Isabelle overhears one guy on a boat tell another guy on a boat, "Hey! Give that squirrel back her underpants!" Maybe it isn't a "catch and release" system the islanders want after all...
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