A Warrior's Heart
Prologue
John took in a deep breath of sea air as he slung his pack back onto his back. He winced as it brushed against his side. True, the gunshot wound had been healed for some time, but it was still sensitive.
Up the plank and up to the ship's deck he walked, with Percy on his heals. The wind blew back his blonde hair and he nodded to the captain of the ship. This was one of only three ships going to Virginia this year, and he had missed the first one while recovering.
Won't she just be shocked when I show up again, John thought pleasantly. An image of his love rose in his head and his grin deepened. He missed her smile, the soft sound of her voice, her eyes filled with love and wonder.
Minutes later, the sails were being drawn, the plank put up, and the ropes untied. They were off. In a few short months, John would be with his beloved again.
That's the prologue!