Chapter Two
Sarah knew the precise moment they’d hit the open sea. The boat began to pitch unlike anything she’d ever known before. Of course, it didn’t help being in the farthest front compartment as the bow sliced through the waves. Perhaps that was why people didn’t sleep in the bow unless in a hammock and why only sails were stored here. Sails couldn’t get beat up, like over-confident, impulsive ladies who didn’t think before they got themselves locked in the forward hold.
Thankfully the sailcloth provided her some protection, but she was still tossed about the small compartment. Once she even hit the solid oak rafter of the deck above her. Sarah heard a voice issue orders above and the scurry of footsteps as the command was carried out.
This went on for quite a while, and Sarah con
