He sniffed at it cautiously, finding a strangely familiar aroma. A tentative sip brought a broad smile to his heretofore impassive features. He drank ...he rest of the cup's contents down in three deep, satisfying gulps, holding his cup out to be refilled from a squat brown bottle. Here was a beer such as a man might dream of during a long desert journey, cold and clear, but with a dark strength to it that warmed a man's heart even as it cooled his belly! Orzad made a hasty reassessment of his. It was at that moment that I realized again something strange and terrifying had happened to me. I realized I was conversing in Latin with whomever it was that was attending to me. I also recognized that this Latin was not the same as the Latin that Father Rupert had taught me, though it was similar. It seemed richer and fuller than any I had ever heard. As I listened to others nearby, I understood all they were saying. But all of them were conversing in Latin. Not one word did I hear, of my. He sent Peters back with the last crewman then went down to the saloon for a look around.Robert Begg had taken all the ship's papers and log, however, scattered about were other things of interest. When the skiff returned he had a box of stuff waiting."Where are the Americans?" he asked the crewman."We took them down to the mess, Skipper, they were very hungry." Good. Come with me, let's have another look around."In the cabins there was a scattering of personal items. They put some of these in. The rest of the week was damn near idyllic. We spent almost every minute together -- walking on the beach, windsurfing, snorkeling, sitting quietly and watching the sunset. We'd have dinner together each night and afterwards we'd explore the resort and the small town nearby. We always made sure to stop at the nightclub for at least one dance. The band knew us on sight and by unspoken agreement they always played "our" song. Every time Shawn took me in his arms I fell deeper in love.At the end.