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The golden rays over the city were slowly turning into a setting sunset, Catherine promise to meet her mother on King’s Street in two hours. She was only a block away from where she promised to meet James. She leaned against a brick building in an alley watching the busy hive of the Boston streets and its people. The array of smells filled her nose, but the strongest smell was the fresh bread from the bakery across the street. She knew it was too late in the evening for bread to be made, maybe for fresh stock tomorrow? She started to form a small craving for Mrs. McCree’s sweet bread, the owner of the bakery. The young girl wonder

Shay lingered in the doorway as he watched his only daughter sleep. He was amazed that a seven-year-old was able to infiltrate his ship without to being caught. He always knew Catherine was a clever child, more cleaver then he gave credit too. The Sea Captain didn’t know how he was going to explain his delay to Master Kenway, or about why he had a young child accompanying him. Before he left, Shay pressed his lips on his snoozing daughter’s forehead.  He shut the door behind him as he walked across deck where Gist was waiting for him. “How is our lil stowaway?” Gist chuckled Shay scratched the back of his neck, ̶