Anya and her father spent a few more days at the Fork and Spoon, recovering from their ordeal. As they had no money nor anything to offer, Anya often helped Mrs Henderson in the kitchen and bar. Although Capt. Johnson disapproved of her working at the bar, Anya was thrilled to meet strange and mysterious people that always seem to wander into the Fork and Spoon. And if things got out of hand Mr Henderson was nearby to assist.

But Anya was restless staying within the inn and wanted to go out exploring. She had never heard or seen this island on any known map of the world, and wondered how a island could remain hidden for so long from the world. And then there was Alexander Tempest.

All her life, Anya had been surrounded by men as her father was captain of a ship and the crew mostly treated her like their own. She also had her own experiences with the deckhands and various passengers that sometimes were aboard her father's ship.But Alexander was something else. He seemed to read into her very soul, those deep blue eyes that no one could want to hide from.And he seemed to come from another place entirely...

Mrs Henderson came in just then, interrupting her thoughts. 'Well darling, you don't have to stay all day in the inn when you're not helping me,I'm sure you must be dying to leave this room. Besides your father will not be back till nightfall, he's gone to see if the ship can be salvaged.' Anya needed no further encouragement to leave. 'Ah hang on a moment dear. I don't think it would be appropriate for you to roam around unescorted.' ' Mrs Henderson I'll be fine!'said Anya. 'That may be, but I'm not allowing you to leave without an escort.'

Just then Alexander walked in. ' Ah good Alexander, you're just in time! Miss Johnson here needs an escort around town,would you oblige?' 'It would be my pleasure' Alexander replied quietly. Anya blushed slightly as she followed him out of the shop. ' No later than sunset Mr Tempest!' called Mrs Henderson.

As they walked,Alexander whispered 'If you wish we can walk till those rocks,then I'll leave you there to explore the town by yourself' 'Why Mr Tempest? Am I such a chore to entertain?' asked Anya,smiling at him. 'I'm not much of a conversationalist,Miss Johnson' Alexander replied. 'It's alright I`ll cover for you, Mr Tempest. And you should address me as Anya'. Alexander smiled,the first one Anya had seen since they met.'And you should address me as Alexander' he replied.

Anya and her father spent a few more days at the Fork and Spoon, recovering from their ordeal. As they had no money nor anything to offer, Anya often helped Mrs Henderson in the kitchen and bar. Although Capt. Johnson disapproved of her working at the bar, Anya was thrilled to meet strange and mysterious people that always seem to wander into the Fork and Spoon. And if things got out of hand Mr Henderson was nearby to assist.

But Anya was restless staying within the inn and wanted to go out exploring. She had never heard or seen this island on any known map of the world, and wondered how a island could remain hidden for so long from the world. And then there was Alexander Tempest.

All her life, Anya had been surrounded by men as her father was captain of a ship and the crew mostly treated her like their own. She also had her own experiences with the deckhands and various passengers that sometimes were aboard her father's ship.But Alexander was something else. He seemed to read into her very soul, those deep blue eyes that no one could want to hide from.And he seemed to come from another place entirely...

Mrs Henderson came in just then, interrupting her thoughts. 'Well darling, you don't have to stay all day in the inn when you're not helping me,I'm sure you must be dying to leave this room. Besides your father will not be back till nightfall, he's gone to see if the ship can be salvaged.' Anya needed no further encouragement to leave. 'Ah hang on a moment dear. I don't think it would be appropriate for you to roam around unescorted.' ' Mrs Henderson I'll be fine!'said Anya. 'That may be, but I'm not allowing you to leave without an escort.'

Just then Alexander walked in. ' Ah good Alexander, you're just in time! Miss Johnson here needs an escort around town,would you oblige?' 'It would be my pleasure' Alexander replied quietly. Anya blushed slightly as she followed him out of the shop. ' No later than sunset Mr Tempest!' called Mrs Henderson.

As they walked,Alexander whispered 'If you wish we can walk till those rocks,then I'll leave you there to explore the town by yourself' 'Why Mr Tempest? Am I such a chore to entertain?' asked Anya,smiling at him. 'I'm not much of a conversationalist,Miss Johnson' Alexander replied. 'It's alright I`ll cover for you, Mr Tempest. And you should address me as Anya'. Alexander smiled,the first one Anya had seen since they met.'And you should address me as Alexander' he replied.

I'm a simple guy turning 19 this year.
I lend a helping hand to my friends when they fall, and a listening ear to my friends when they talk.
Kind, caring and nice are what my friends say of me.
I created this blog to start writing my stories, poems and etc.
Do leave me a comment on how I write.
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