Paine Underwood

Dear Journal,

Being in jail isn't so bad, though this isn't really a jail. It's more of a holding cell. But it's still hard to be away from Noah and everyone at home. I hope they're doing good. Noah didn't tell me if anything was going wrong, but I sense that he's holding back.

I know Donna wants to bail me out, but I need to be here and stand up for what I believe in. Dusty is dumping the sewage into the water. Even thought he's already gotten himself back on his feet and open for business again, I'm glad that I caused him some grief. That boat wasn't easy to sink after all, and I enjoyed watching it go down.

But the turtles needed me to stand up for them, and so did the kids. It's not just gross it's dangerous for everyone. The Coast Guard never had to close Thunder beach before The Coral Queen got there. Somehow I'm going to stop Dusty, I just hope Lice will help. After all he's got a reputation for drinking and smoking. I hope that he'll see that doing the right thing is worth it for once, or the skiff is enough to pay him. After all it's all I have to offer.

A Political Prisoner,
Paine Underwood