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dwgm350 words using the 'Advice' theme, unbetaed due to technical difficulties.
1. Tortuga
2. Happiness
3. Festive
4. Last Minute
5. Calm
6. Truth
7. Bargain
8. Spook
9. Down
10. Wounds
11. Moon
12. Monsters
13. Beauty
14. Name
15. History
16. Service
17. Advice
~ An Execrable Business, continued...
Monsieur Pêcheur finished repairing the net as Anamaria brought the meal out to the beach on a tray, setting it down on the sand. There were boiled eggs, spicy sausages, a variety of fruits, fresh rolls, and mangú, a dish Nell had learned to love during her stay on Harrison Claypool's plantation. She was suddenly very hungry again, and set to with a will, to Jack's amusement and Anamaria's evident satisfaction.
"You like it!"
"It's the best meal I've had since coming here!" said Nell, between bites.
"What about dinner last night?" Jack said, with something of a pout.
"Oh, it was very good, too. But we had not yet come to an understanding. Right now I feel as though I could fly!"
Jack chuckled. "You won't get off the ground if you keep eating like that."
But Monsieur Pêcheur said, "You eat hearty, little bird, you've seen plenty of lean days. And it seems your plumage needs preening, too. Would you like Ana to take you to the springs to wash? Jack, I'll take you out on my new boat while they're gone. The Jolly Mon is the finest fishing boat on Tortuga."
Jack looked at Nell rather doubtfully. But she smiled and said, "It's true, I'm desperately in need of a wash. We won't be gone too long."
"A few hours," said Anamaria. "You won't want to hurry, it's nice up at the springs."
"A few hours then," said Jack. "Ana, you take care of her for me."
"She won't get away," Anamaria said. She eyed Nell, and Nell couldn't help laughing.
"Good," Jack said approvingly. "Joe, do you think you could run me across the bay to the Pearl? I should check on things, make sure the watch isn't dead drunk and such."
"Certainly," said Monsieur Pêcheur. "And this afternoon we will gather back here. There is a feast planned for tonight. Will you both stay for it?"
"We will. That is, if Nell likes. Doubt if Claypool's men will be looking in this direction."
"Very true," said Nell, "and yes, I would like it of all things!"
TBC…
Note: Recipe for Mangú.
1. Tortuga
2. Happiness
3. Festive
4. Last Minute
5. Calm
6. Truth
7. Bargain
8. Spook
9. Down
10. Wounds
11. Moon
12. Monsters
13. Beauty
14. Name
15. History
16. Service
17. Advice
~ An Execrable Business, continued...
Monsieur Pêcheur finished repairing the net as Anamaria brought the meal out to the beach on a tray, setting it down on the sand. There were boiled eggs, spicy sausages, a variety of fruits, fresh rolls, and mangú, a dish Nell had learned to love during her stay on Harrison Claypool's plantation. She was suddenly very hungry again, and set to with a will, to Jack's amusement and Anamaria's evident satisfaction.
"You like it!"
"It's the best meal I've had since coming here!" said Nell, between bites.
"What about dinner last night?" Jack said, with something of a pout.
"Oh, it was very good, too. But we had not yet come to an understanding. Right now I feel as though I could fly!"
Jack chuckled. "You won't get off the ground if you keep eating like that."
But Monsieur Pêcheur said, "You eat hearty, little bird, you've seen plenty of lean days. And it seems your plumage needs preening, too. Would you like Ana to take you to the springs to wash? Jack, I'll take you out on my new boat while they're gone. The Jolly Mon is the finest fishing boat on Tortuga."
Jack looked at Nell rather doubtfully. But she smiled and said, "It's true, I'm desperately in need of a wash. We won't be gone too long."
"A few hours," said Anamaria. "You won't want to hurry, it's nice up at the springs."
"A few hours then," said Jack. "Ana, you take care of her for me."
"She won't get away," Anamaria said. She eyed Nell, and Nell couldn't help laughing.
"Good," Jack said approvingly. "Joe, do you think you could run me across the bay to the Pearl? I should check on things, make sure the watch isn't dead drunk and such."
"Certainly," said Monsieur Pêcheur. "And this afternoon we will gather back here. There is a feast planned for tonight. Will you both stay for it?"
"We will. That is, if Nell likes. Doubt if Claypool's men will be looking in this direction."
"Very true," said Nell, "and yes, I would like it of all things!"
TBC…
Note: Recipe for Mangú.