Chapter 3 Lost at Sea!

I was supposed to post this last Saturday but after working a solid month and suffering from writer's block. I just couldn't do it. But luckily for you guys it was short lived  and this is what I came up. Once again thanks to all those who are following me, Mist for her wonderful banners and Jess for being an amazing and patient beta.

Chapter 3 Lost at Sea

Leah’s POV at 8 years old.

I’m in a lush field surrounded by wild grass and tropical flowers. The sun in its glorious form shines upon me bringing all the vivid colors of the field to life with such excitement and warmth to any skin that was bare.  My observations were quickly interrupted when I heard a giggle of a little boy.

“You can’t catch me Lee Lee because you’re a girl.” Jacob taunted while darting past me.

“I’ll show you what a girl can do.” I retorted back and started chasing him.

We were giggling and running wildly through the tall grass when all of a sudden a thump noise startled us out of play and seemed to be getting progressively louder and scarier by the second.

I woke up with a jolt and realized that the field and flowers were nothing more than a dream.

“Where’s Father?” Jacob asked mid yawn while stretching his little body.

“Can’t you see that I’m busy.” the sailor said crossly. I peered over and noticed he was busy tying the trunk to the side of the little lifeboat.

After the trunk was securely tied to the boat, the sailor decided to look through it for food and fresh water for all of us.  Unfortunately, all he came across were yards of fabric, a music box that played Choplin, and a projector screen with lenses and slides.

“What’s your name?” Jacob asked the sailor.

“Charlie Swan.” he replied.

“Can I ask you a question Mr. Swan?” Jacob asked.

Charlie nodded. “Are you a pirate?”

“Jacob!” I said shockingly. I couldn’t believe he had the nerve to ask Charlie that.

Charlie just glared.

Several hours later as we were drifting on the boat, my throat became parched.

“I’m thirsty.” I said while trying not to whine. “Me too.” Jacob  replied in agreement.

Charlie tried to distract us by having us look at the sunset.

“If you two listen closely you can hear the sun hiss when it hits the water.”

“I can hear it, can’t you Leah?” Jacob asked me.

I strained to hear but I couldn’t hear anything. “I can’t hear anything.” I said.

“Try harder, it must be boiling the water by now.” Charlie said as the sun hit the water.

 “Yes I can hear it now Jacob!” I exclaimed happily.

Charlie gave us a smug smile as we proceeded to see where our little boat would take us.