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were the only reason I ever returned over the years. I never regretted that, though. You’ve been a very bright light in my life, Gabby, my one true source of pride. I’m so sorry about your mother, and that you had to go through that alone. And then for you to risk coming here to find me—that was very brave of you.”
    “I didn’t feel I had any other choice.”
    They’d stopped to stare out over the moonlit ocean, waves lapping near their feet. A warm breeze ruffled the hem of her skirt. His arm slipped about her shoulders, gathering her close.
    “I’m sorry, too, that you were captured, but I’m not sorry at all that you’re here with me now, daughter. It’s where I’ve always wanted you to be.”
    Tears formed in her eyes as she put her arms around him to hug him back. She was home, finally, really home.
     
    Gabrielle found life on St. Kitts exhilarating. Every morning she woke up to a day full of sunshine and adventure. At her father’s insistence she learned how to swim and did so nearly every day in the warm, blue Caribbean. She also rode the horse he bought her along the beach, sometimes not coming home until dusk so she could enjoy the magnificent sunsets.
    She loved it there, even though the heat could become oppressive at times. But it was all new to her, and at her young age, she found it all fascinating. The food was different, the climate was certainly different, the locals were colorful and friendly, the entertainments, even dancing in the streets, were nothing she could ever have imagined back home in England.
    She even discovered that she liked sailing, and was an old hand at it now, sailing with her father often when he was chasing down clues to one of his many treasure maps. She came to understand why he’d taken up the life he did. He could easily experience more fun and adventure in a single week than some men experienced in a lifetime! She might not approve of his pirating activities, but she began to view them in a different light, especially after she learned that some of the hostages that Nathan handled might never be returned to their families if he didn’t intervene, playing the middleman, as it were. And he no longer captured ships himself. He spent most of his time chasing down treasure.
    She was even with him when he actually located the landmarks on one of his maps and was finally able to zero in on the bright red mark that indicated where the treasure was hidden. It was incredibly exciting to watch her father and his men dig at that spot on that little island and then find the large chest that was buried there. But it was quite disappointing to see them open it and find it empty.
    It was to be expected, though. The maps he had collected over the years had passed through many hands before they came into his possession. Most of Nathan’s maps were very hard to decipher because each owner of the treasure who drew the maps used very few landmarks, just enough to lead himself back to his loot, but not enough for anyone else who might get hold of the maps to figure them out. And some of his maps had been torn apart to make them next to impossible to figure out, the pieces hidden in different places, or given to different members of a family, the meanings of them lost over the years, so some people didn’t even know what they possessed. Her father had two maps that were missing pieces.
    Margery never did catch that ship back to England, as she’d sworn she would do when they’d first arrived in St. Kitts. Although she hadn’t taken well to the heat in the islands, she’d stayed because she wouldn’t leave Gabrielle alone among “pirates.” She got to know some of those pirates quite well herself, though, at least the members of Nathan’s crew. They both did. Gabrielle even considered a few of them dear friends. Actually, most of the members of Nathan’s crew were surprisingly quite decent and honorable, though perhaps too free-spirited and adventure-loving to fit into proper