Chapter 14 Churning
- I awoke in the dead of night to the ship hurling to the right and left. I climbed unsteadily to my feet. Ignoring the ache deep behind my pelvis, I rushed toward the porthole and peered out.
- A fierce night storm had kicked up and he was gone.
- Captaining the ship. Even as little as I knew about the art of sailors, I knew that when the weather was fierce the Captain was needed at the helm.