he reached out and trailed his fingers down my arm , stopping at the death grip i had on the handle . this one was an ordinary jewelry box , and the red jewels sat on soft velvet , glittering in the light . - mike poked at the yellowish spot on his leg . now slowly walk to me , captain reef shouts . sometimes , no matter how well he tried to plan , life had a way of screwing things up anyway , he thought . did that mean all was lost ? 