A CowBoys Rose

1

I stare at the door praying someone comes through it. I'm, sick, of listening to this man chew his food like a damn animal! But of course! No one seems to come to my rescue! If the boats constant swaying hasn't turned my stomach upside down as it was! The sickening sounds are just making everything worse! This trip has been nothing but one of nightmares! I look over to the brute crunching on a cracker, opening his mouth wide and chewing making it soggy and squelch "I cant!" I get up and storm to the door "If you wish to act as an animal, so be it! But do not do so in the presence of a lady!"
"Oh shut up you broad!" How dare he! He shakes his head in disgust at me. Damn the man! I pick up the empty mug and throw it in his direction, hitting his plate causing food to go everywhere! Good, deserves the pig right! I slam the door and I even notice how my heels are stomping down the hallway as I go! Uh! I've let that... That... Forsaken- Urgh! He upset me! I get onto the deck and nearly get pushed over by another man carrying a sack over his shoulder 
"Apologies Miss Caroline!" He bows his head to me.
"Its fine Mr. Finn, truly!" I smile and put my arm on his shoulder "How are you?" 
"I'm very well little Miss, thank you!" He smiles showing me gapping teeth. The rest not looking to far from falling from his gums either. I dread to think how many years he's spent travelling across the ocean. The way his body naturally leans with the ship is seriously fascinating! I do not believe he's even conscious of it himself! "Well, I shall leave you in peace My lady" He smiles again and heads off downstairs. 
I head over to the side and lean over the wood, my stomach turning "You still having trouble with the motion I see" I don't have to turn to know that it Captain Andrews. But I look back to him "Did you eat the ginger I gave to you?"
"I did" 
"And it didn't help?"
"It was not in my stomach long enough to take effect I'm afraid. but I appreciate your concern" I look out at the damn beautiful water! "Will it be long until we arrive? A week is more than enough for me" 
He chuckles and leans over the rail with me "Not at all. We should be arriving before dinner tomorrow" He is a handsome devil! Well, for an older gentleman. He has a full smile. His hair starting to turn salt and pepper. His eyes gleam brightly. He's obviously incredibly happy with this life. It surprises me. Id expect him to be married, yet no ring sits on his finger. Its far to personal for me to bring up! 
"I'm glad. As charming as your vessel is, I do not believe I can make another night aboard it" 
He laughs "You've done incredibly well Miss Caroline. I've known men who struggle much more with shorter journeys than you have. You'll be on land before you know it"
"As long as I don't have to see that pig that I have to share my bunk with again, I'm more than happy"
"Ah! Mr Jetson... I can only apoligise you have to tolerate such a man. It was my only spare bunk and with you being in-"
"No, I understand. Of course, its not ideal, but as long as he keeps to himself, he is fine" I straighten my dress out and look to the sky "Right! What can I do to help?"