Then the drink packages.
Then the Wi-Fi.
Then the excursions, one by one — the snorkeling, the ziplining, the private beach, the cabana in Nassau — each one refunded, cleanly, straight back to the account that had paid for them.
Yolanda read them off and I said cancel until there was nothing left to cancel.
“And the cabins?” she asked, a little more carefully now.
“The rooms under Chester Kingsford, Adaline Kingsford, Brynn Kingsford, Landon Dietrich, and the others,” I said.
“Move them to the cheapest cabins available.”
There was a pause.
“The interior cabins?
The ones with no windows?”