[WIP = Work in Progress]
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The men had paused in their taunting to follow Thursday’s next move. Saturday squared herself on the deck again and readjusted her two-handed grip on the sword.
“I suppose the gloves come off now.” Thursday smiled and launched herself into the air.
Saturday wasn’t quite sure where her sister was going with this–overboard?–until she noticed Ashes high up in the rigging. The girl leaned down and caught Thursday’s arm up to her elbow in what must have been a practiced trick. Thursday flew through the air like a bright wingless mollymawk and landed on a stack of crates with the sun directly behind her.
Saturday was blinded. “Cheater!” she yelled.
“Pirate,” Thursday corrected.
–From the sequel to ENCHANTED (as yet untitled)
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LOL!!