It was as blustery Sunday morning in the month of May when a baby's cry broke the morning air. A tall man with brilliant blue eyes picked up the child from her crib. He walked over to the open window to where the ships in the harbor could be seen. He calmly held her until her cries had stopped.
"We don not want to wake your mother now do we, my dear." The baby just looked at him as if to say," Of course we do, I'm hungery!!" he looked at her porceline skin and her deep blues eyes that seemed to go on forever.
"Why don't we go for a walk and then wake you mother."
He took Elysabeth, his darling baby daughter down stairs and wrapped her in a blanket and placed her in her carriage. He grabbed his coat and wheeled Elysabeth out into the blustery Sunday morning. He walked her up and down the streets near the harbor. His brown hair blowing all around, he looked out to the ships in port.
"My dear Elysabeth, someday.. Some day one of those ships will bear you name." After gazing out for a while they headed home.
As they approached the hill in which they lived one of the servants came out with a note. It was from Elysabeth's grandparents, Jodie and Jason Greendale. It had been brought by Elysabeth's Aunt, Lucie, it was addressed for his eyes only. He took Elysabet inside and left her with her aunt as he went in to his study. In the maean time Carrie, Elysabeth's mother, came down stairs and into the parlor where Lucie was waiting.
"Lucie, what brings you to Port Josaphine? Inquired Carrie.
"I was asked to deliever a message from James Samson. The note was for your husbands eyes only, I fear that danger if luriking near by."
"I thought that part of his life was over when we were married."
"A far as I know it was. There must be something extremely important for jaex to contact him."
"I agree. I don't believe we are able to jump to conclusions now, are we dear?"
Elysabeth was beoming restless after this chatter. It was now well after nine in the morning and she was still hungary. Her mother retreated to the kitchen for some privacy to feed her daughter.
Lucie stayed in the parlor until Elysabeth's father came out of his sudy.
"John!" Called Lucie.
"Lucie when are you going to go back to Saint Thomas?"
"I will be leaving as soon as I have you response."
"You will have my response by the end of supper. It will be promptly at seven."
John left the parlor, went up the stairs and two doors down the right cooidor on the left hand side, to the library. He went to a small chest that had laid doramant for quite some time. It contained things hae had kept form before he was married. He just sared at it for along time. This decision would alter how everyone thought and acted in his house hold. If he left now he would never see his daughter grow up. In fact he4 may never see andy o9f his family6 again.
While his concentration deepened the likght in the hallway was being blciked by his wife. She stood at the door with a lantern in her hand. As she entered the room, her shadow mingling with the dark shapes in the room.
"It's been a long time since you've been in here, my love."
He gave her no response so she set down the lamp and stood in front of her husband and looked into his solumn blue eyes. As she brushe away a stray hair form his face she asked what he was thinking.
He gave a sigh and replied, "Just how much I love my family."
"Honey, your sister told me you received the message. You need to do what you have promisee, even if it means leaving your family."