That made us happy, but it didn’t unburn all those buildings or bring all those people and farm animals back to life. For these people, we could loo... them in the eye and tell them that this was a pirate raid in payment for their attack on Widemouth. If they didn’t like it, they could do something about it. They could kill the next guy to suggest raiding Hunter Island.One of the things we did to North Isle was demand tribute. I was worried about supplies. With all of our captured ships we were. She says,"What do you know about Hennessy and Sprite?"I said,"I know it tastes damn good, but not as good as you are looking right now. What's your name?"She says,"Lashonda, what's your man sexy man"I said," nice to meet you, I'm Scott"I took her hand and kissed it. She looked amazing. I now noticed her eyes, almost hazel, and her thick shapely eyebrows and even a hint of side burns of hair along the side of her face trailing along her ear. I said,"Do you come here often?"Lashonda. She seemed to be amused by all this, I watched in a trance as she broke the sandwich with her slender white hands, and placed it in front of my mouth…’open’ she said and I took a small bite. In the meantime Wagter start nuzzling against her, so she gave him a bit of the sandwich, then let him out the kitchen door. My eyes could not drink in enough of this beautiful woman my gaze followed every step she took, and when she bent down in front of me to pick something of the floor, I was entranced. Sunshine and lace. Somebody had known what they were doing when they named this one Lacey. It said it all. As much as this place did. One single word floated through his mind…home. And he knew he never wanted to leave this place again. *** Lacey shifted nervously from foot to foot as she watched the man take measure of her tiny, ramshackle apartment. Of what had become her life at twenty-nine. Of her. She felt each glance in her soul. The toys strewn about. The ratty old couch that she had.