It had been a few hours since they abandoned the blue dinghy on the shore. Jake was always drawn to adventure and his dogs, Cheerio and Meatball were always in tow.
He was searching for something, borne out of a small star marked on an old map his grandad gave him. It was drawing him to a location on the very same beach his grandad visited as a child.
Buried beneath the sand could be the secret he was destined to uncover, the reward for solving it, he thought. It would explain a lot about his father.