may , 1567 , england
mark's father laid in bed with sickness which was very odd for his father. he had remembered his father being healthy but now as his father laid there in bed. he wondered who was going to take care of the spices. his father sold to make money for his family. but sooner or later he got the answer he needed. his father said : mark , you'll be running the spice cart untill i get better. mark smiled. he know this was his chance to finally do what his dad did. so the next day he would grab the cart and work.