So Jack Whifflewind walked down the beach. He had never in his life walked so far without running into people. He yelled and hollered as he walked hoping to get someone's attention. But the only attention he got was the attention of a little turtle that Jack found and picked up on his walk.

After a time he saw footprints in the sand. He quickly realized that they were his own. He had walked clear around what he realized was an island.

"Oh my," he said as he sunk to his knees.

He began to become a little sad and a little afraid. He had never really been alone. There had always been someone around him.

Jack Whifflewind felt a gentle little tug on his pant leg. As he looked down he realized that he was not really alone at all. His new friend Mr. Titus Turtle was just saying hello and I'm hungry.