Jack woke up after the sun had come up. The smoke from our fire had woken him. He was so shocked to see it.
"Lookit this, Jack!" I yelled, "Signal-fire. It's over 100 feet high!"
"Where's the rum?" he asked.
"Burning."
"What? No! Stop! Don't burn the rum!"
"Like I said, the fire's over 100 feet high; thanks to the rum."
"But why's the rum gon?"
"Oh, you're impossible to talk to about anything but rum," I grumbled.
Five minutes later, we saw white sails. Turns out it was Elizabeth's father. He was quite the gentleman. Old though; he wore a huge white wig. I enjoyed snatching it then giving it back. Like a cat playing with a tassle. In fact, I turned into a black cat with green eyes and jumped into Elizabeth's arms as we got on the ship. In next to no time at all, we were on our way to wherever it is that Elizabeth lived.
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That was the shortest chapter I have ever written! The next one will be longer, I promise. And a previously mentioned character will be appearing. Comments please! Keep reading!
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