I like this chapter: there’s a lot of imagery and excitement. Most of all, though, I like the way the wind underlines Phineas’ sense of urgency. I hope you enjoy it. Phineas has gotten away from Red Suarez, Maldonado, and the man in purple, and reunited with Louise and Taylor. Following Louise’s advice, the trio has stowed away on a ship called the Marigold…
Phineas scampered, double quick, up the remainder of the rudder and through the dark hole into the ship itself.
“You made it just in time,” Taylor whispered. “Listen.”
“All hands,” a voice cried out on the deck above their heads. “All hands, prepare to make sail!”
“Make sail?” Phineas whispered in alarm. “Where are they sailing to?”