The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 10

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter Ten

They were a close-knit community who lived an existence based on the water which surrounded them.  Every family in town had a fisherman, sailor or boat builder in their midst.  The sea fed them, gave them employment and was their means of transportation.  Everyone knew each other and lived in each other’s pockets.  There weren’t many secrets in town.   Strangers were rare and weren’t trusted.  Everyone knew everybody else.  Continue reading

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 9

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter Nine

The Captain was leant against the garden wall pondering things while the town woke up.  He pulled out his pipe and went through the calming ritual of preparing to smoke.  Esther stood in the window at the sink staring at him intensely.  He knew her patience was wearing thin for an explanation – she was the only one he could trust.  She was the only one who could appreciate what he was feeling.  His heart filled with warmth and gratitude at the way she had acted this morning, selflessly helping her, but that was her way – she had such a good heart.  He wasn’t an openly emotional man but seeing that young girl lying there, almost lifeless, had affected him.  It brought back memories which he would rather keep hidden.  He puffed on his pipe to calm himself. Continue reading

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 8

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter Eight 

The room upstairs was speckled with daylight and shadow and was as quiet as a church.  Joe had crept upstairs to check on the girl. He’d waited as long as he could – Mrs Captain had made them all sit down and eat breakfast and drink warm, sweet tea.  Then she had bustled around tidying the bits and bobs away, all the time waiting for her husband to come out of his reverie.  Continue reading

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 7

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter Seven 

They made an odd scene, sitting around the fire like that.  No one was using a chair.  Mrs Captain was cuddled around the mysterious girl.  The Captain stood awkwardly by the mantelpiece with a pan in one hand and a bottle of rum in the other.   Joe was kneeling at his mermaid’s feet trying to deal with the fact that his mermaid had feet in the first place.  No one spoke.  The fire crackled.  The Captain took another sip from the bottle and waited.  He was waiting for the inquisition which he knew was coming.  Mrs Captain was glaring at him from her place on the floor.  Continue reading

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 6

The Girl from the Sea – Chapter 6

The Captain’s breathing was laboured as they neared his front door, but that was mostly out of fear, he thought.  This load was nothing to what he could normally carry.  Joe’s breathing was laboured too but only because he was carrying so much stuff.  Perhaps Mrs Captain didn’t need to see all this after all.    Continue reading