Chapter Twenty-Two
Annie Pearl Sparrow, 17 years old with her mother's nose and father's
eyes, winced as her cabin door aboard the Black Pearl squeaked loudly.
"SHHH!" she hissed angrily. "You'll wake them all up!" Her thick, black
leather boots were gripped tightly in her hand.
She turned around slowly, her eyes on the ground as she walked. She
stopped however, gulping, when she saw the toe of her father's boot
tapping on the floorboards of the Pearl's deck.
"Um............"
"Um?"
"Um, hiya dad," she greeted as she flashed him a smile. The Pearl bobbed
in the early morning waves of Port Royal harbor.
"And you're going where this early in the morning?" he asked, his
eyebrows arched suspiciously.
"Uh—I was just gonna go see if Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Will were up
yet!" she insisted, stomping her foot. "Come on, dad!"
A grin curled up on her father's mouth. "Alright, get outta here," he
unfolded he arms and stepped aside.
"Thanks, daddy!" she beamed in delight and pecked him on the cheek as she
tossed her boots into the small rowboat that was going to take her
ashore. He watched her with a grin on his face as his hands gripped the
railings of the Pearl.
"Daddy!" he turned around as he heard his four year old son running up
behind him, bare feet on the wooden deck.
"Connor, put your shoes on, you're gonna get splinters!" he smiled
affectionately as his wife appeared from below deck, a shoe in each,
chasing after Connor.
"Come here, kiddo," Jack scooped his son up in his arms. "Look, wave to
Annie!"
"HI ANNIE!" Connor waved his hand and shouted in his loudest voice,
trying to get his admirable older sister to notice him.
"Where is she going this early in the morning?" Katie asked, her eyebrows
furrowed.
"Oh, she's a teenager, all she wants is to be able to go and come as she
pleases and there aint nothin' wrong with that," Jack said, poking Connor
on the nose.
"She takes after her father," Katie said flatly. "But that's a good
thing," she added ad Jack wrapped his available arm around her waist. He
kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, unbelievably thankful he
had everything he really wanted in life.
"So, where IS she going?" Katie asked.
"Oh, I imagine she's going to give the lovely Turners a lovely wakeup
call." He smiled, unbeknownst to him that she was going to meet up with
her friends to throw spitballs at Norrington as he withered away in
prison.
Though, even if he were to know about it..................
..................he'd be damn proud of her.
THE END
Annie Pearl Sparrow, 17 years old with her mother's nose and father's
eyes, winced as her cabin door aboard the Black Pearl squeaked loudly.
"SHHH!" she hissed angrily. "You'll wake them all up!" Her thick, black
leather boots were gripped tightly in her hand.
She turned around slowly, her eyes on the ground as she walked. She
stopped however, gulping, when she saw the toe of her father's boot
tapping on the floorboards of the Pearl's deck.
"Um............"
"Um?"
"Um, hiya dad," she greeted as she flashed him a smile. The Pearl bobbed
in the early morning waves of Port Royal harbor.
"And you're going where this early in the morning?" he asked, his
eyebrows arched suspiciously.
"Uh—I was just gonna go see if Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Will were up
yet!" she insisted, stomping her foot. "Come on, dad!"
A grin curled up on her father's mouth. "Alright, get outta here," he
unfolded he arms and stepped aside.
"Thanks, daddy!" she beamed in delight and pecked him on the cheek as she
tossed her boots into the small rowboat that was going to take her
ashore. He watched her with a grin on his face as his hands gripped the
railings of the Pearl.
"Daddy!" he turned around as he heard his four year old son running up
behind him, bare feet on the wooden deck.
"Connor, put your shoes on, you're gonna get splinters!" he smiled
affectionately as his wife appeared from below deck, a shoe in each,
chasing after Connor.
"Come here, kiddo," Jack scooped his son up in his arms. "Look, wave to
Annie!"
"HI ANNIE!" Connor waved his hand and shouted in his loudest voice,
trying to get his admirable older sister to notice him.
"Where is she going this early in the morning?" Katie asked, her eyebrows
furrowed.
"Oh, she's a teenager, all she wants is to be able to go and come as she
pleases and there aint nothin' wrong with that," Jack said, poking Connor
on the nose.
"She takes after her father," Katie said flatly. "But that's a good
thing," she added ad Jack wrapped his available arm around her waist. He
kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, unbelievably thankful he
had everything he really wanted in life.
"So, where IS she going?" Katie asked.
"Oh, I imagine she's going to give the lovely Turners a lovely wakeup
call." He smiled, unbeknownst to him that she was going to meet up with
her friends to throw spitballs at Norrington as he withered away in
prison.
Though, even if he were to know about it..................
..................he'd be damn proud of her.
THE END