Seas by Colleen Oakes

Author:Colleen Oakes [Oakes, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SparkPress
Published: 2016-09-20T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“Wendy!”

They were back in the cabin now and Michael had wrapped around her legs, and his face pressed up against her stomach.

“Wendy, I missed you!”

“Michael, I missed you, too!”

Michael pulled back, unimpressed with her sentiments.

“Did you bring me something from Port Duette?”

“Ummm …,” Wendy paused, the lies coming easily from her mouth.

“I did, it’s up on deck. It’s a surprise. I’ll give it to you tomorrow.” She would find something.

“Awww.” Her blond little brother kicked angrily at the ground. “But, I don’t want it tomorrow.”

“And I don’t appreciate whining.”

“Sorry.” Michael grinned. “Okay, you can give it to me tomorrow. But tell me all about Port Duette.”

“I will, I’ll tell you everything, but first, what did you do on the ship?”

Michael was practically bouncing around the room. “I had such a good time. Keme made us a REALLY good lunch—he made me pancakes! Pancakes, like Mother used to make us, only these ones had a yellow fruit in them, and we put honey on top.”

Wendy’s mouth watered at the description. “I climbed up to the crow’s nest with Hawk. He showed me all the parts of Port Duette that you could see from there: the main street, where the Privateer was, the beach and all the different ships: the Undertow, the Seaward Spit … oh, and he showed me where Harlot’s Grove was!”

“Oh he did, did he? What did he say about Harlot’s Grove?” Wendy was less than thrilled that the word harlot was now part of her brother’s vocabulary.

“That pretty ladies lived there, and that they helped the pirates. But he didn’t say what they helped them with. I asked. Clothes, I think.”

Wendy blushed, turning her face away to hide her smothered laughter.

“I met someone who lives there, Michael. Her name was Fermina, and she was very kind.”

“That’s a pretty name.”

“She was a very lovely person. I hope to meet her again.”

Michael nodded. “After we went up into the crow’s nest, I played with some swords for a while and took a nap.”

“You played with swords?”

He frowned. “Wendy, everyone does it here.”

Wendy felt a sad smile cross her face. He wasn’t wrong, and she knew it would be wrong not to let him learn how to use them, here in this world where death came quickly and childhood lasted forever and yet not at all.

The bell in their cabin rung once, a single shrill chime that let them know that Wendy was needed in the kitchen for dinner. She gave Michael a pat on the head as he scampered above deck, and watched the legs that were once round and chubby pound up the stairs, now longer and leaner. His hair was beginning to curl at the ends as it had grown much longer than their mother would have ever allowed, and was turning from honey to white blond in the blazing Neverland sun. His tan skin shone in the filtered light as the sky turned from gray to blue, as night began its slow descent. She blinked, and he was gone, up to a world of pirates and seas, of harlots and weapons.

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