Three days out of Kingston I got the word the skipper wanted to see me. I climbed the companion ladder and made my way to the bridge. The gale had picked up since I’d gone below, a wicked cross sea rolling the hull as she rose, but I hardly thought about it. I was more concerned with why I’d been summoned. I only hoped the skipper was sober.
Stepping into his cabin, my stomach filled with ice. Sitting in the Skipper’s chair was the boy.
“It would appear we have a stowaway,” said the Skipper. “He says he knows you.”
Lovely. The story extends out well beyond the limits
Intriguing
Oh man… there be trouble ahead
Uh oh.
What James said. Next episode please 🙂
Someone has some explaining to do…
And what Jane said!
Oh, I want to know more!
This is a truly intriguing story with some lovely detail in that first para, a real feel for the sea. Great stuff. Do you know who the stowaway is and what they have to say?
So many possibilities, lovely story.
Great story. Have you read ‘A High Wind in Jamaica’? Disturbing book – think you’d enjoy it.
Now that’s not fair!
You have tickled our imagination and then left us hanging!
Good job!
Nice descriptions of the roiling sea. The twist with the boy, it hit me like a sucker punch.
Oh this is going to need a really creative explanation! Do ships still have planks?
Sounds like trouble…
Stowaways can never mean anything good. Well done on an interesting story.
Uh Oh……someone’s in trouble!!
When do we get part 2?
– Lisa
I can’t do sequels. After the medication wears off I no longer remember the story.