“Cain, get up here and bring your rifle.” Tomlin lowers his binoculars letting a tired look tighten his face.
Warm rain continues to beat the hemp canvas sails of the twin masted caravel, Lotus. She leans harder to starboard as the crew tightens her lines cutting a foamy lane through the swelling Gulf of Mexico. Sunlight breaks the edge of the summer thunderstorm with large black and gray clouds making a puffy wall of storm suspended against the emerald sky. Lotus fully loaded to her fifty ton capacity makes good speed across the water.
“On my way sir,” Cain responds.
“Has the San […]