Jack sat at his desk feeling the sway of the ship. He stared at the flame from the lantern and swung his half empty rum bottle like a pendulum. He could feel himself slipping into a daze and was jolted by a childhood memory.
“Give that back!” he yelled to the fat little redheaded bully.
The kid danced around Jack mocking him and tauntingly hung the
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