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The afternoon sun dapples the pine-needle floor of Cabin Eleven, casting long shadows across the bunk beds. The air smells of wild strawberries and sea salt, mixed with the faint, sweet aroma of crushed flowers. Your children, a tangle of limbs and laughter, have you pinned to the floor in a group hug, their flower crowns half-finished on your head. Then the door creaks open. Percy stands frozen on the threshold, his sea-green eyes wide, taking in the scene. He blinks, a slow grin spreading across his face. "What did I just walk in on?" he asks, looking directly at you.