Chapter 4
Finally it’s time to knock off work. Only 5 more days, I think to myself. After those last few torturous days I get to quit and be on my way around the equator, searching for a record. I prance out of the office and across the car park heading straight for my car; the thought of only 5 more days really did put me in a great mood. Suddenly my hearts skips a beat when the vibrate of my phone in my handbag startles me. “Hello, Summer speaking.” I speak into the mobile.
“Summer... It’s Lucy.” My little sister speaks softly into the other end of the phone. I can hear her voice is full of worry and concern.
“Lucy what’s wrong?” I query.
“It’s Dad. I just got home from school and he still isn’t home from sailing. Summer he is never late home!” She informs me.
“Lucy, listen to me. Have you checked down at the jetty?” I ask, beginning to worry.
“Yes! And he wasn’t there and neither was the yacht!” She yells through the phone. Dad is never late, I know this. I have to do something, I would call him but he wouldn’t have reception. Think Summer, think! My brain is fried. The only thing I can think of at this moment is Dad and Lucy.
“Lucy, hold on tight. I’m leaving the office now; I should be there in 5.”
“Please hurry summer, I’m really scared.” Lucy informs me.
“Don’t worry Lucy; I’m sure he’s fine.” I calmly comfort her before hanging up the phone and opening the car door.
Summer think... Who could help? But the only name that pops into my mind is the name that makes my body riddle with anger and fear... Quin. I instantly push the infuriating name to the back of my mind, continuing to attempt to think of other names of people who have power boats, that can move swiftly, smoothly ad quickly through the oceans waves. I just need someone, who can help me bring Dad home. Suddenly my thoughts are invaded with horrid possible scenarios dad could be trapped in at the moment, and I’m being selfish and putting my high-school memories first.
I have no choice, Quin Pattic it is. That is if she will help me, maybe she won’t, but I have to try. I collapse into the driver’s seat of the car, and turn the ignition on before slamming the door closed. I slam the clutch into the floor, and jam the gear stick into reverse. Suddenly my vision is effected tears begin to topple over my eye lid and down my cheeks. All I can think of is Dad and Lucy. Dad is out there somewhere and I’m gonna find him no-matter what it takes. I may be his oldest little princess, but in this tournament I have to put my shield on and be the knight in shining armour. The role that I am so accustomed to Dad playing.
As I speed out of the car park and down the winding road towards my old family home, I tell Siri to call Lucy.
