Strong wind blew against the ship and it tossed around from side to side, dancing around with the movement of the waters… the crew members on the ship where in complete chaos trying to figure out how to keep the ship on course. “Francis do something” Albertson looked to his brother who stood by the end of the ship with his hand stretched over the water. “I can’t, I’m trying but I can't” he muttered. “Young lord, he’s not going to be able to do it, we should find away to keep the ship on course… lose some dead weight” the captain of crew noted and Albertson nodded following him to the back of the ship. Young Francis sat by the corner of the ship with his hand against his ear when Albertson rushed up to him pulling him up to his feet. “God forbid my brother cowering in corner like a baby or
