Chapter 5
They’d passed the worst of the storm. The rain still whipped at Nick’s face, the wind tried to snap Wind Dancer’s masts like kindling, and waves threatened to swamp the decks … but the weather was turning.
They still might sink if they couldn’t get the starboard g*n held fast. Nick saw when the line lashing it in place broke. Jack jumped to it before Jonesy had a chance to give an order. Other hands would have helped Jack but as the ship dove bows under again, the jib boom snapped.
Nick was about to have Bos’n leave the tiller to give a hand when Miss Chase’s head popped up from the hatchway, and she helped Jack heave the g*n back from tumbling down the ladder.
Bos’n could handle the helm. Nick shrugged out of his greatcoat and shoved it into the maphouse. He checked that his
