She was seeing to some of the slaves wounds, now that the crates were safely on the beach, when a sound caught her ear. ‘Ugghhhh’. It was down th... beach. ‘It’s your imagination…keep stitching’. ‘Oooooww!’ She heard it. ‘That’s not my imagination! That sounds like the Captain!’ She dropped the needle and thread. She stood and tore down the beach. ‘Oh Steven, my Master, my Captain, my LOVE!’ The thought fueled her legs. She raced down the beach, her tattered shirt giving way it’s last few. Some of the flakes fell off and landed on my chin.It was the best thing I'd ever tasted.I quickly picked up another pastry and this time simply dipped it in the jam rather than wasting time with the knife. I quickly devoured the entire plate, and I was still hungry.Jon was gazing at me astonished."Hungry were we?" He asked amusedly.I simply nodded. "Did you make those?" I asked.He smiled, "I made everything from the jam to the pastries." Those were the greatest things I've ever eaten." I said. More

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