When they reached the dining area Jacklyn was appalled by their methods of eating. Some would eat with their bare hands others would mix all their foods together and some wouldn't eat at all. They all drank, though. None of them got drunk, the supplies were limited.

"Are they always like this?" Jacklyn asked Jack.

"No, their just showing off because you're here. They like to scare respectable citizens." Jack said.

"Now, you'll eat." Jack said handing her an unappetizing plate of biscuits. "Then, you can help out with cleaning. It's a messy job, so be prepared."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I can clean, maybe not very well, but I can." Jacklyn said.

"Good. I'm glad to see you're not some woman that expects servants and poor girls to do all the work."

"Don't you worry about that, I've been taught by fa-, uh, by William that servants can't do it all and they shouldn't."

"Teach, teach. That's all ye ever learnt isn't it?"

"Well, yes. That is how people learn."

"Well, luv, there are things that can't be learnt through teaching. They must be learnt through experience. And that's something, my dear Jacklyn, you haven't got."

"Yes, I do. I have lots of experience. I've lived in Port Royal my whole life, and there are lots of ships there."

"I'm not talking about seeing ships; I'm talking about living on one. Sleeping on one. Even dying on one. Do you know what that's like?"

"No, but neither do you. You've never died."

"No, I haven't. But I have seen people die. And you don't truly know what pirate life is until you've seen that."

"So what you're telling me is that I'm supposed to just watch a man die in order to be experienced?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm telling you."

"You're a mad man!" With that Jacklyn got up and stormed back to her room, mumbling about how confusing he can be.

"Yep." Jack said leaning back into his chair. "But I'm not the one who runs to my room every time I get upset."

As Jacklyn stormed out of the galley Anamaria caught a glimpse of her. Here we go. She thought. I wonder what he's done now. She rolled her eyes and walked up to Jacklyn's cabin and knocked on the door.

"Jackie?" Anamaria said. "What did your father do?"

"How did you know he did anything?" Jacklyn said.

"Well, because you two are exactly alike and people who are alike never get along." Anamaria said matter-of-factly.

Jacklyn slowly opened the door. "Okay, so your right." Jacklyn said. Now what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to tell my daughter." Anamaria said grabbing Jacklyn's shoulders. "To get over it and herself.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jacklyn said, shaking from Ana's grip.

"Well, darling, the fact is you fathers going to get you angry more than once." Anamaria said.

"The trick is to ignore him or slap him."

"Oh, I can do that."

"Yes, and it's fun too." Anamaria said, smiling. "But you need to stop being so sensitive, too. He likes it when you get mad so if you don't he wont have as much fun. Understand?"

"Perfectly."

"Good, now go show him who's boss. Me."

Hello again. I'm soo sorry I haven't written. You see, since I last wrote my great-grandmother and grandmother both died. And since my mom has to handle the estate we've been really busy. On a lighter note the baby was born!!!! She's a little girl named Rachel Eliyah. She weighed 8lb 6oz. And she's very sweet. She was born on the 11th of April, my great-grandmother died the 12th. Talk to you later. Ciao!!

Jacklyn A. Sparrow

PS. My email isn't working so if you want to e-mail me send it to dgrossadelphia.net.