A Pirate’s Wife Read Online Free PDF

made sure we were safe before
    he helped anyone else. Of course once Captain Breno was
    on land he took it out on Cisco. Jealous because he did not
    save everyone and the people admired Cisco.'
    Those first days on the beach, stranded on the East
    Coast of Africa were terrifying. But that was only the start
    of our journey.
    Cisco built us a hut to shelter us from the
    continuous rains. He was the one that made sure there was
    food enough for everyone. The people trusted him more and
    for that he was punished again. Again flogged like an
    animal when he shot a deer to feed the many mouths.
    But we would have died if not for him.
    He saved me when Faro wanted to rape me. He
    saved Rosa-Lee when a lion wanted to kill her. He never
    complained; he did what was necessary and every one
    benefited from it, including my husband and the captain.
    Those days was filled with horrific scenes of death and
    survival. They would always stay in my mind.
    †††
    'Cisco, you have called for me. Where's the patient?'
    Cisco Almaida visibly shook for the first time in his
    life. His whole family was endangered by one man's
    insanity. Wrapping his arms around his wife, he caressed
    her back and in return, tiny hands held his broad back,
    caressing him.
    Watching his daughter over on the settee, he could
    see raw emotions running over the youthful face. Then at
    last he followed the familiar voice to his friend and family
    doctor. He swallowed at the bile in his throat, got his voice
    back, and said,
    'Doctor Vasco, please come in. It is Jean. He was
    wounded.' Cisco turned to Captain Jean, still holding his
    wife around the shoulders. The captain was still sitting on
    the chair, as white as a sheet, miserably in pain.
    'Is there somewhere we could lie him down so that
    he can be more comfortable?'
    'Yes, Doctor, please follow me,' said Rosa-Lee, who
    had come to her senses, lifting her eyes and wiping the
    tears away. Her mother was still distracted. She did not
    hear anything else around her. Tears streamed down her
    face but she made no sound.
    Straightening herself, Rosa-Lee walked to the
    injured Captain Jean, helping him to his feet. With the aid
    of the doctor, supporting him between them, she got him to
    the nearest bedroom, where they laid him down. Rosa-Lee
    helped to remove his jacket. They saw the gaping sword-
    wound clearly, his shirt and trousers on the right side
    drenched with blood.
    'I will go get some warm water, Doctor. Please
    excuse me.'
    'Thanks, Rosa-Lee.' She walked out, the anger she
    felt earlier building up inside of her. Who do these people
    think they are, this pirate Roberto, son of the Falcon, using
    Pedro and myself shamelessly, and wounding our friend in
    this manner?
    I will go, she decided, to get her brother back, but if they think that I will stay there as their female companion,
    they have another thing coming! She sneered unwomanly
    I will show them! Again she was filled with outrage.
    She was twenty-four years old and she knew how to
    defend herself. Her father had taught her the skill of the
    pistol and the sword. I will give them hell. For now I will
    play along. But the moment I get an opportunity, I will take
    revenge for this blatant arrogance.
    Her hazel eyes spat fire and with a very fierce
    posture, she walked to the kitchen to get the warm water
    and then speak to her father. They had to know that they
    could count on her to bring Pedro back.
    †††
    'Mother, Father, please let me go. I will bring Pedro
    back safely.' Her father had refused to give in to the
    demands of the pirate.
    'I will not send my only daughter to that place. I
    have heard many things about this pirate and Isle of Saint
    Marie. I will go and get him!' Cisco raised his voice in
    frustration and anger.
    'But Father, the letter states plainly that I must go.
    We must do as they say, else they will kill Pedro.'
    They argued for a long time about this. Even
    Manuel said he would go, but his father just looked at him
    with