It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.
~ Aristotle Onassis ~
Colonial dreams have become piratical nightmares. Margaret's life takes one disastrous turn after the other as she confronts the perils of murder, war, and revenge. When her father decides to pursue criminal mischief aboard a pirate's vessel, Margaret joins him in an effort to save his life. Though unsuccessful, Margaret discovers the unforgettable treasure that her father has left her: love, laughter, and an unquenchable spirit for adventure.
“Thomas, shh! Help me find the key!”
I set the gun on the bed, and worked quickly. The footsteps had reached the top of the hallway. The situation grew even more urgent. My finger grazed something sharp and metallic. I found the key.
I reached for the doorknob, and stuck the key inside the lock. Only, it was stuck. It wouldn’t turn.
“Thomas, help me!” We both fumbled with the key.
“I see you in there!” a man hollered. Finally, the doorknob turned successfully. We were locked in.
“Such bravery for a pirate!” the voice mocked, fiddling with the doorknob. “Let’s see how you handle this, then!”
I heard a loud boom as the familiar smell of gun smoke crept through the crack in the door. He was shooting at us.
“Thomas! Get down!”
I realized I didn’t have my gun. I felt around for the bed. The gunshots continued to fire. The smoke was so thick that it was making my eyes burn.
“Help me, Thomas!” I wailed. Finally, I hit the cold, hard metal. I blindly grasped at the trigger. The bullet shot out of the gun, and out the window.
The man laughed. “You’re not going to be able to shoot yourself out of this one, I am afraid!”
I poured some gunpowder down the barrel, and dropped an extra bullet through it. Then, I used a ramrod to push it all down. I was ready.
“Thomas, get behind me!”
I aimed the gun forward, ready for the man to enter the room.