Conceding the island
The battle over the island was intense. Amy’s lawyer, Mr. Jackson, leaned back smugly, “Well, looks like she’s getting it all.” I felt my heart rate spike, but I played it cool.
I knew when to pick my battles. “Alright, Amy,” I said slowly, “I’ll give up the island.” I saw her victorious grin, thinking she’d won.
However, her victory was going to be short-lived.
