Blue Sea Burning (2014)
“We should stop.”
We were approaching the entrance to the secret cove where Pembroke’s men docked his slave ship. It was the first time Cyril had opened his mouth in almost an hour.
“I’ll fire up the lantern,” said Millicent. “We’ll hang it from the bow.”
“What if someone sees it?!” His voice wavered on the edge of panic.
“If there was anyone around,” she told him, “they’d have a lantern, too. And we’d have seen them already.”
She put the lantern in her lap and was drawing a match when Cyril reached out a hand to stop her.
“Don’t,” he said, sounding defeated. “Not yet. We’ll make do with the moonlight till we get inside.”
Under any other circumstances, I would’ve enjoyed how miserable he was. Instead, I was trying to think of ways to lift his spirits. We needed his help.
We needed all the help we could get.
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