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Two Weeks
Chapter 1
A Woman and Pirates' Memory
Captain Jack Sparrow would never forget her. Those three days he spent on the beach with the daughter of the Captain of the Scarlet Raven would forever be in his memory.
He bartered passage off for both of them, and after they docked, she vanished. He wondered what would happen if he ever saw her again.
He knew it was his fault she left. He told her that his first and only love was the sea, and he meant it. What he didn't say was that Maya was a wonderful addition.
She too loved the sea. He knew they could have sailed together. But she wasn't freedom. A woman for an extended period of time was never freedom. Besides, it was bad luck to bring a woman aboard. He smiled at that thought. Elizabeth Turner seemed to dispel that myth.
He knew his little boat was inadequate to sail anywhere really, much less the new world. He needed to commandeer a ship, and he needed help. He needed to find a man who wanted to save a damsel in distress.
He decided to head back to Tortuga, get Gibbs, and buy passage to London to get a ship. He had a plan.
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There was not a day that went by when Lady Nithers, wife of Viscount Nithers in Britain, did not think about Captain Jack Sparrow.
She remembered everything about him. The way he looked, smelled, and tasted. She would take ten years off her life to spend one more day with him on that island.
She looked at her husband across the very long table. He seemed so boring. He was boring. She missed her old life of adventure. She missed not having to be proper. She missed her freedom.
But he was security. Something she would never have been promised in her old life.
"Dear?"
She was shaken out of her thoughts as she looked at him. "Yes?"
"I fear we shall have to go to London for some business. And little bit of pleasure, they are having a ball. And of course we are invited."
She smiled at him. "I do love London, I always have. When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow morning. After breakfast."
She nodded. "Of course." She smiled coyly at him before asking, "Will I need to bring a gown?"
He shook his head and half way smiled at her. "What do you think my love?"
"That a tailor is making a beautiful one for me at this moment?"
"Ah, you know me too well my dear. Now if you will excuse me I have some business to attend to." She nodded her head as he left the room.
Maya placed her napkin on her half eaten plate of food and wondered what type of boring adventures London would bring.