In this, the first sequel to 'A Ship Called Abigail, ' the story continues through the new found love of Josias and Ann, and their great adventure which they had not planned for. And which putting their lives at risk, they called on their faith to sustain them while they simply let the adventure run its course.
(An excerpt from the book)
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Ann Lancaster awoke in a fright. Something was wrong. She felt herself about to be tossed from the bed. Laying on her back, with her right hand, she punched Josias who was sleeping next to her. The tossing from the bed did not happen, but the fear of it remained.
Shocked out of a deep sleep, he awoke and instantly sat up in bed. Then he almost fell over, and would have, had he not thrown out both hands against the mattress to steady himself.
The ship was rolling. Rolling severely from side to side. Against the closed window panes behind them, the whistle of angry winds buffeted the glass. They were flying above the ocean through the midst of a storm. And it was no meek storm.
The ship was swinging from side to side, and now a hard bump jolted it, and sent Ann's heart pounding with fear. "What's happening, Honey?" she asked, in a hoarse whisper.
"A storm," he answered, in the low whispery quality which was his voice. "It seems to be a big one."
