I have no internet at home (sadly, again) which is why my boat vocabulary is non-existent or probably wrong for this chapter.
Photo #31: Land Ho!
This is the first photo, out of all them so far, that has made Eadlyn bring a hand to her mouth to cover up her small laugh. It was strange because there were certainly funnier moments captured in a snapshot that she has seen before this, but this is the one that gets her heart slowly filling with joy.
The photo takes place on a boat, not so long ago. Her mother is posing at the edge, looking up with a roaring laughter on her face. Her father, on the other hand, has the upper-half of his body turned over the railing.
Eadlyn's not even close to being a doctor, but anyone can recognize sea sickness anywhere.
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The Schreaves and their friends spend their day on a boat, sailing across the oceans of Illéa. There were no tiaras or ball gowns present; just jeans, sweaters, and shoes with no heels. It was an overcast day with a little breeze which was a good day to go boating.
"Put on your sunscreen!" Marlee yells at her kids as Kile and Josie hang around on the deck with the Schreave kids doung various activities.
"But there's no sun," Kile argues.
"Don't give me that attitude and just put some on."
Marlee squirts some sunscreen in her hands and forcibly rubs is on Kile's face. Kile tries to resist his mom, but she manages to get a good, healthy layer on his face (maybe even too much). Kile breaks away and smears some of it off. He walks back to the deck chair he was lying down on and picks up his sketchbook.
The three older kids, Kile, Eadlyn, and Ahren were all sitting down on chairs, writing in their notebooks or drawing in their sketchbooks. Kile was most likely sketching a type of boat he would want to build, Eadlyn doing the same except with overseas fashion, and Ahren was obviously writing a love letter to his one and only Camille; Josie was talking to one of the sailors on board with her zany personality shining; Osten was playing with a life-preserver; and Kaden was trying his absolute best to stop his brother at whatever shenanigan he was planning next.
Marlee rubs the excess sunscreen from her hands on Carter's face as he passes by. He narrows his eyes at him wife who begins giggling, before he breaks out into an expected crooked smile.
America walk onto the deck, wearing Maxon's camera around her neck. She smiles at the sight of all the children behaving on the boat as if it was the palace - even Osten. A part of her wishes the kids would better appreciate the beauty that surrounds them, but if you were to look out into the open from the port of the boat to the starboard, all you would see is the same view of water. America turns around and sees Maxon swaying on his feet as he approaches her, bringing a hand to his forehead.
"Are you alright?" America asks him, putting a hand on his shoulder in concern.
"Just a little dizzy," Maxon replies, taking a breath.
"Maxon, do you get motion sickness?" Marlee asks, with a hint of a laugh in her question.
"Nonsense. I am perfectly fine on airplanes."
"Sea-sick?" Carter suggests.
Maxon opens his mouth to argue otherwise, but the salty breeze blows against his face, making his stomach a bit queasy. He doesn't say anything and America wraps an arm around his.
"Let's get your mind off that," Marlee says to Maxon. "How about I take a photo of you and America with the ongoing ocean as your background?"
Maxon nods. America steps forwards and takes Maxon's camera off her neck. She passes it to Marlee. Maxon puts an arm around America's shoulders and smiles brightly, ignoring the nauseous signals his body is screaming at him loudly. As America smiles, the captain of the ship steps out on deck and yells, "Land Ho!" The idea of land being nearby makes Maxon smile brighter.
Before Marlee could get a good focus on the couple with the camera, the boat hits a wave. Marlee stumbles a bit and the motion hits Maxon like a tidal wave.
"I think I'm going to throw up," Maxon says, turning around and leaning his torso over the railing.
America looks up at the cloudy sky and bursts into laughter. Maxon doesn't actually hurl, but the thought and process of him almost doing so made her laugh so hard. Marlee, finally getting the camera to focus, snaps a picture of that. Maxon, completely parched, stands up straight, taking deep breaths. He looks at his smiling wife and feels better at the sight of her joy.
"Daddy!" Osten screams. "Daddy, I'll save you!"
Osten runs up to the group of adults and throws the life-preserver he was playing with earlier at his father like a frisbee. Maxon catches it and blinks a few times, trying to figure out what just happened to him.
"Thank you, Osten," Maxon says since there was no other response in mind.
When was the last time I was on a boat? I honestly don't remember.
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