That ship looks rather well armed. We have a fight on our hands, gentlemen!" This last was said to the men who all began cheering and chanting pirate... songs of dubious virtue and coarse humor. The cabin boy quickly led me below to the captain's quarters. He locked the door behind us and opened the porthole. "Saints, but she's gettin' close. Definitely well armed, too." I stood and pushed the cabin boy aside and peered through the porthole. The ship was a large one, about the size of the Lady. That cheered me up. I'd had another – um – discussion about my "Journal." I was very stubborn: if it was my journal, then it was my journal. There might be spelling errors to be corrected (there weren't), but otherwise it was mine. And I was still reading the Keneally, and getting ever more irritated by the behavio(u)r of the authoritative British. [That "(u)" is for you, Mr. Simmonds!]My dad's a patriot, I guess, but he's friendly to everyone. Rachel's part Japanese. There are aboriginal. He went from a commercial pilot to rehab and complete change of life. Unlicensed with physical and mental disabilities, Amber's brother the c***d Protection Officer got them certified as Foster Parents. It would supplement their income, give Amber the ability to be a mom and have strong young men to help at their small farm. An unplanned teen pregnancy and miscarriage, had left Amber barren. James didn't have any objections, his mind wasn't sharp but he knew they needed all the help they could. .. there is nothing for you to do. If you want me to stop, just say so."She relaxed against me and sighed.I kissed her neck and whispered, "Do you remember why I call you Tiny?"She giggled and nodded her head. It was when she was in eighth grade. Jim and I were at his pool when she came out wearing her older sister's bikini. She dove into the water to show off and when she stood up, the top half of the bikini was around her waist—at that time she had only a hint of the breasts that were to.