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Chapter 3: Meet Lucia.

"Ma-Ma!" Lucia whined. She had been upstairs getting dressed when her mother had come in and told her that she had a visitor. A BOY visitor that had undoubtedly been sent to see her, since her mother feared that she would never marry anyone and give her grandchildren. You see, Lucia's mother was married off. You know like in the olden days when you the reader were only four. She believed that marriage was not about love and all that non-sense; it was about honoring your family. And since Lucia's family was Italian, it was a big family that she had to honor. But you see, on the other hand there was Lucia, who believed in fate, and Love at first sight. Who also believed that she could not marry a man whom she did not love.

"Lucia! Why do you dishonor the family! Why do you put your father and I though so much pain! When are you going to get married? Heh?! You are twenty-two years old! You be getting wrinkles soon! Then no man will want you!"

"Ma-Ma! It's not about whether a man loves my looks but what he loves on the inside of me!"

"Pa-sha! You read too many books about Love. Marriage is not about love! It's about getting married so that you can make lots o' food and make babies! How are you supposed to make babies without a man! A man is a key element in making babies!"

"Maa-Maa!"

"Don't you Maa-Maa me! Now you go down stairs, meet the fine man that has come to meet a beautiful young lady not a sassing blabber mouth and then marry him, make me about ten grandchildren and I'll be happy!" with that her mother strode out of her room and shut the door. But Lucia had other plans. 'goodbye Ma-Ma, I'm sorry.' She thought to the empty silence. She then ran to her dresser and pulled out her life savings that she had hidden in the back of one of her drawers. She then put on some breeches and a fitted white shirt. 'So what that it's a little see though?' she thought. With that she climbed out of her window and shimmied down the drainpipe. She landed on the ground with a thud and quickly turned to see if anyone had heard her. Breathing out a breath of relief she then ran down to ports. When she got there, there was a man loading crates on to a ship. She took a deep breath.

"this is it" she said under her breath. Confidently she strode down to where the man was.

"Excuse me sir, would you mind if I bartered a passage on your...Fine ship?"

"'ow much?" the barbarian captain asked.

" how is this?" she held out about 50 shillings.

" that'll do." He then showed her where she would sleep. He was about to leave her room when she asked him "where are we going exactly?"

He smiled and said, "Tortuga". She had never heard of this port so she preceded to ask him, "where is that?" he turned about once again and in an annoyed manner and said "Th' Caribbean lass…anythin' else?"

"Oh! Oh, no thank you" He then mock saluted her and left.

This was three days before an infamous captain had stolen a map and had gone out to seek friends to help him find the treasure. It was also three days before Lucia's mother had a heart attack and died. Lucia was in way over her head and she didn't even know that she was.