Kiss my dody for an ice cream sody....I'll be!!!! You've not been absent, lollygaggling about!! You've been growing haven't you? Getting a whole 'nother side and depth to your already capable and awesome self!! Man alive...I forgot it's always possible, indeed probable that growing keeps on keeping on. Looks and reads real fine on you!

My five very favorite words? Glad you asked. mazelike mountain of maritime mayhem, Did you just love the hell outta writing them? cos I loved reading them.

How cool, loved Barbossa ripping Jack off, loved Lizzie's questions as yet unasked, and the prompt retreat made at the prospect of asking, sending Jack scrambling.

And for me of course, there's the hard part, father and son, both caring, neither really skilled at relating that to the other. Teague not absolutely murdering his offspring is a major statement of his love, as much as efforts to redirect Jack's youthful behavior. Oh, but how utterly teenish behavior in Jack, all prickly prideful, escaping from the Cove.

A son's a son til he takes a wife, a father's a father all of his life. Would love love love more of this story...my curiosity is great about how, when, where, what reconciled them or sent Jack escaping, either/or/both????