When I went out shopping for charts Angel Jen was left here in the
boat alone. She was happy enough for a while (as happy as she gets
when her man ain't around, that is). Then the wind picked up and the
boat started hopping around in the waves. She started to worry about
the mooring dragging and the boat crashing into something.
By the time I got back she had the motor running, was sitting in the
cockpit and had my macheté out and ready in case she needed to cut the
lines and steam up river.
I was like, "Way to go, Angel Jen!"
Looks like I trained her right. With that macheté in hand I do belie
ve she's got a little of the pirate in her, too!
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