After an hour or so we were soaring on top of the waves of the ocean. I stood in the very front, closing my eyes to enjoy the warm breeze flying through my hair. I loved the ocean, almost as much as I loved…

“You having fun up there Jamie?” Brent cried. He was towards the stern of the boat. I felt my face heat up with embarressment. I watched at his made his way towards the front where I stood, “If you like the air so much you can sit up there.” And Brent pointed towards the one sail, where on the top a crow’s nest sort of thing sat. My eyes lit up at the sight of it, “I can go up there?”

“Sure.” He barely finished the word for me to begin rushing up the rope ladder that led towards the crow’s nest.