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coast.”
    “Sound’s good.” Lacey said as she pulled out of the parking lot. “We should grab some lunch; I don’t want to stop on the way.” Lacey pulled into a fast food drive through. They ordered their lunches and then got on Interstate -5; the freeway ran the length of Oregon and would take them north to the city of Eugene where they would cut over to the coast.
    “So are we gonna split the money?” Ben asked.
    “Yeah, I figured we would split it down the middle, how does that sound?” Lacey said as she concentrated on the freeway.
    “So five thousand dollars each…wow, what are you gonna do with your half?” Ben asked.
    “I’ll use it to pay some of my student loans.” Lacey replied. “College is really expensive; maybe you should save your half for college, Ben.”
    “Well I want a new laptop and a cell phone.” Ben said, from the way he spoke it was as if they already had the ten thousand dollars in their hands. “But the rest I could put into a savings account, or buy video games and stuff.”
    “Whatever.” Lacey said with a smile.
    They continued north for about three hours then headed west off the freeway. Ben’s stomach was churning with anticipation, he was so excited that Lacey wanted to do this, no one else would have taken him seriously, or they just wouldn’t have believed that it was possible. But now he was actually on his way to having five thousand dollars. He wondered what that would feel like. Would it be cash when they found it, or a check? Maybe it would be on one of those cool new gift cards that look like a credit card. He dosed off thinking of all the possibilities.
    Ben awoke to tapping on his shoulder. “So we’re here at the coast, right now we’re in a town called Florence, can you see if you can find our location on the GPS? It should be fully charged now.” Lacey nudged as Ben rubbed the sleep from his eyes and yawned loudly. He grabbed the unit, pressed the ON button and then the button he figured out was an immediate link to the screen he needed.
    “Okay so, according to this we need to head north on this highway for about 30 miles, it looks like the coordinates from the cereal box are located at a lighthouse. Hang on let me find out if I can get a name on here.” He pressed more buttons until he saw text appear on the screen next to a large red dot marking the spot of the waypoint he had entered earlier. “Yeah, here it is. Those coordinates point to Hacita Head Lighthouse. Do you think the money is in the lighthouse?” He asked.
    “I hope so; wow that makes this easy doesn’t it.” Lacey smiled as she continued north on the highway. “Can you check the regular map to see if there is like a parking lot at the lighthouse? I mean what if we can’t get in?” Lacey wondered. Ben unfolded the map, stretching it out over his entire body. Lacey pointed to the highway they were currently on and told him to look up the map on the coastline until he found the lighthouse.
    “Yeah, looks like there’s a park there.” Ben replied eagerly.
    About half an hour later they pulled into the parking lot of Hacita Head State Park. As Ben opened his door the wind pulled it from him and slammed it harshly. He jumped out and shielded his eyes against the tormenting breeze. Lacey walked to the back of the SUV and opened it; then unzipped her backpack and grabbed a hooded sweatshirt. She quickly pulled it on, and shivered. “Doesn’t feel like summer vacation does it?” She asked Ben jokingly. “Did you bring a sweatshirt or coat at all?”
    “Yeah, Mom made me. Hang on a sec’.” He ran to the other side of the car, grabbed his sweatshirt from the duffle bag, and returned quickly. The fog created a thick layer of moisture on his arms, as if he was floating in a cloud. Through all of it though; he could still see the heavy beam of light from the lighthouse cutting through the fog over the ocean.
    The lighthouse was huge, standing alone on a point; Ben could hear the