Yvonne‘Except for the mermaid on a weedy patch of sea grass ghosting in her wake, Katrina Hunter’s solo sail into Mexican waters had been monotonous and uneventful. And now her thirty-two foot Westsail was on a leisurely stroll with only the...
PROLOGUE ‘Tick. Tick. Tick’. So there it is. I’ve made my confession. It’s off my back. And now it’s on yours.” Old man Pratt shut his mouth and sucked back some fresh O2. Tick. Tick. Tick. The oxygen meter...
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