"Captain, have you any tall children."
"Beggars are not choosers, Henry. Many survive some not so decadent."
I scratch my head for a while, and turn to my salt ridden irritated feet. I looked down at him for a while, squinting a bit in a hurricane of thought.
"Must you be so demanding."
"I must because I love you squirly pirate grrrr."
I pick her up and take off the heavy hat, and throw her into the sea.
