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Seasick
Shortly past midnight, Cooper staggered and stretched his way up the companionway.
“Ya ready to take over?” Trace said.
“Yeah,” Cooper yawned, “Kelsey snores just loud enough to keep me awake. If I were really tired, no problem.”
“I’ve been nodding a bit,” Trace said.
Trace stood, and Cooper took his place.
Trace turned to Cooper just before disappearing below. “I took a reading no more than half an hour ago. Keep the current heading, three hundred, and we’ll be fine.”
“Aye, aye.”
Trace crawled into the empty bunk. He woke seven hours later.
They had now entered deeper waters and rougher seas.
Trace popped through the companionway. Cooper sat relaxed at the rudder, and Kelsey hung halfway over the side. He vomited.
Kelsey lifted his head. “What happened to the calm seas?”
“We’re away from the Fiji islands now,” Trace said. “Now it’s open seas.”
“Will it be like this the rest of the way?” Kelsey asked.
“No,” Trace said, sitting down beside Kelsey.
“Good,” Kelsey forced a smile.
“It gets worse,” Trace said.
“This is nothing,” Cooper added.
Trace and Cooper snickered.
“Go ahead,” Kelsey said disdainfully, “laugh your arse off.”
“Take it easy,” Trace said. “Few sailors don’t go through seasickness. I did, and I’m sure Cooper did.”
“I’m English,” Cooper feigned seriousness, “we don’t give in to minor inconveniences.”
“Let me take the rudder,” Trace said to Cooper. “You’re a terrible driver. You’re hitting every pothole in the road.”
Kelsey went below and fell asleep. He awoke a couple of hours later and climbed into the cockpit.
“Ya know,” he said, swaying with the boat. He looked pleasantly at the sea around him. “I’m feeling pretty good.”
“It’s always a matter of time,” Cooper said. “Usually it takes longer.”
“When I was on the Bering,” Trace said, “it took me a good two days to get over it.”
“Ya know something,” Kelsey said, “sometimes when you’re lying there sick as a dog, strange thoughts come to your mind. Some thoughts you might not think about when you have your wits about you. And what’s even more strange, you think with incredible logic and clarity.”
“The earth is flat, right?” Cooper said sarcastically.
“I’ll get to that later,” Kelsey said. He looked at Trace. “I can think of no other reason for me going along with you than you wanted to keep your eye on me.”
Trace smirked. “Well, give that man a cigar.”
“It kinda makes me feel as if I’m being used,” Kelsey said.
“That’s one way of looking at it,” Trace said. “But, if I had continued to disappear on you, you would have had a whole gaggle of AFP agents looking for me. This way you can keep an eye on me, also.”
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