It had been three years since she had left in search of him. He left her on the night of her twelve birthday, probably so he wouldn't have to see a child cry. He was a pirate, but he wasn't one to be heartless. When she was younger her mother told her, "You'll never know how much you love someone until they leave your wife." Her mother was right, The child left within an hour of finding he was gone and she decided she would find him.
She took only what she thought she would need; A sweater, some under garments and a few snacks, and headed down to the port where his ship stayed docked. The Ship was gone so the child bravely looked around until she spotted a ship she could consider a 'pirate ship'. She stowed away, hiding out amoung barrels of supplies that reeked of rum.
Her first impression of the ship was that the crew was a loud bunch, some cursing with the tongues of aged sailors. They all seemed to be fairly well fed and devilishly dressed, spouting stories of sailing and women of