The Pirate Princess: Return to the Emerald Isle by Matthew Morris

Author:Matthew Morris [Morris, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Red Beard Publishing LLC
Published: 2013-11-12T23:00:00+00:00

15

The Aftermath

“Meg, honey, please wake up.”

Meg heard her mother’s voice. Her head was spinning and she was in a thick fog. Then it all started to come back to her. Meg remembered being in the water and freezing cold, and that she had just lost sight of the boat, but she was now warm and dry, and smelled a familiar smell in the air: burning turf.

“Are we at Nanny’s?” Meg said in a daze. She opened her eyes and didn’t recognize where she was. The room around her was small and dark and she noticed the turf fire burning in a fireplace.

“Oh, thank goodness!” her mom exclaimed, hugging her. “I was worried sick about you.” Tears welled up in her eyes. Shay held onto Meg for what seemed an eternity, but the feel of being in her mother’s arms after such a frightening experience was just what Meg needed.

“Where are we?” Meg asked.

“We are at Nanny’s house. Well, the one she grew up in on Inishbofin.”

“Huh?” Meg was confused.

Shay told Meg how she thought she had lost her forever. She tried to get the sailboat back to Meg, but the current carried her away too quickly. When Meg disappeared out of sight, Shay had nearly lost it, thinking her baby was lost at sea. Then Meg suddenly appeared again, apparently in another current that had brought her right back to the boat. Shay said it was the strangest thing she had ever seen in her life. But she didn’t care how it happened because she was then able to save her. Meg was unconscious and hypothermic as Shay hauled her into the boat. Shay always carried a hypothermia prevention and management kit when sailing in cold waters, so she immediately got Meg into a heat-reflecting bag, knowing its self-heating liner would help. Shay nursed her with the sails down, and they had drifted for a couple of torturous hours when a passing motor yacht found them and towed them to the island.

“It was lucky for us that a kind man happened to be cruising up the coast to Inishbofin at the same time.”

A man stepped out of the shadows. He was older than Meg’s mom, and had black hair with specks of grey throughout and a long, drooping grey moustache. Behind his glasses, his tiny dark eyes were cold. He was dressed in jeans and a worn leather jacket, and he had a fedora hat on his head.

“I’m sure glad you’re all right,” he said. “Your mother was terribly frightened when I reached your boat. We tried to radio for help but could not get through, so we came right to Bofin. You were not that far away when I found you.”

Meg gave him a questioning look. He noticed her apprehension and took his hat off. “Bofin is what the locals call the island. The name’s Al, Al Woods. You’re a lucky little girl,” he said in a strange accent that wasn’t Irish.

“Thanks. I think,” said Meg.

“Mr. Woods towed us here and helped me get you to the only nurse on the island.

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