Jenna found out a month before school was over that her parents were going on a "Second Honeymoon" to Europe and that she was going to stay with her Aunt and Uncle near Tacoma, Washington until her parents got back.
Jenna tried to be supportive, but she couldn't help but think of all the things she was going to do with her best friend Michelle this Summer.
The day after school was over, Her parents took Jenna to the airport. Jenna felt so grown up getting on the plane by herself. In a about six months, she was going to be sixteen.
Several hours later, the jet landed at Sea-Tac Airport and Jenna looked around the crowded luggage pick-up for her Aunt Terri and Uncle Bob.
After about twenty minutes, Jenna spotted them. They looked about the same as they did the last time she had seen them at a family reunion the year before.
"How was the flight?" her Aunt asked. "At first, I was scared being on the plane without Mom and Dad, but after about an hour I got used to it." Jenna said honestly.
"How would you like to get something to eat?" her Uncle Bob asked. "Sounds good. Jenna replied. After leaving the airport, they stopped at a small Cafe' and had hamburgers.
After eating, Uncle Bob took a narrow road that partially followed the Puget Sound shore. Being from Iowa, Jenna loved the inland sea that cut deep into Washington State's western half.
Her Uncle eventually stopped at an old house that sat directly on the beach. "Can I stay in the room that I had the last time I was here?" Jenna asked her Aunt. Her Aunt Teri smiled. "I spent the last few days getting it ready." she said.
After entering the home, Jenna offered to help with dinner, but her Aunt suggested that she should go to her room and rest for a while. Jenna had to admit that she was tired.
Her room was on the second floor with a big window that looked right out on the Sound. Jenna collapsed on the big bed and in a few minutes she was asleep.
The sound of thunder woke her. Jenna was fascinated by the view from her window. Lightning lit up the water followed by the crash of thunder. For a few seconds, Jenna watched as an old sailing ship was illuminated by the lightning flashes. After a few seconds the ship disappeared.
The next morning, Jenna went downstairs to find her Aunt in the kitchen. "You must have been really tired. You slept right through dinner." she remarked. "I was." Jenna admitted. "Did the storm wake you.?" her Aunt asked putting a plate of pancakes in front of her niece.
Jenna nodded. "The thunder was really loud." She decided it was best not o mention the disappearing ship.
"Any plans for today?" her Aunt asked. I think I will just do some exploring if It''s ok with you." "Just be back for lunch." Her Aunt said.
Outside, the sun was shining. It was hard to believe that just a few hours before a storm had been raging. Jenna sat on a smooth rock on the beach and texted her friend Michelle everything that had happened so far including the ghost ship. Jenna also texted her parents tot tell them that she had arrived safely.
Jenna was watching the antics of a flock of Seagulls when the hottest boy that she had ever seen strode out of the surf. For once, Jenna was tongue-tied. The boy took a towel from behind a gym bag hidden behind a log and began to dry off.
"The Sound is a little chilly this morning." he remarked. Jenna could only nod. " Do you live around her? he asked. "I'm visiting my Aunt and Uncle, Jenna said pointing at the house. "The Bakers? They are good friends with my parents. The boy held out his hand "I'm Matt Fischer. We just live just down the beach." Jenna took Matt's hand"Jenna Ryan" she said releasing his hand.
"How would you like to go sailing sometime? Matt asked. "You have a boat?" Jenna asked. Matt looked down. "Well, it's my parents' boat, but they let me use it sometimes." he answered sheepishly. "I'll have to ask my Aunt and Uncle first, but if they say yes, I would love to go." Jenna answered. Matt's face broke into a huge smile.
Jenna's Aunt and Uncle approved of the sailing trip as long as she always wore a life jacket and they stayed in the area. Matt brought the sailboat by the next morning. Jenna had never seen a sailboat up close. "The Islander" was about twenty feet long with multi-colored sails that were furled to the mast.
Matt handed her a life jacket as she stepped on the boat and he showed her how to strap it on. As Jenna took a seat, Matt pulled a lever and the boat slowly headed out into the sound. The weather was beautiful and the water was calm. "When do we use the sails?" Jenna asked. "Unfortunately, there isn't enough wind right now to use the sails." Matt answered.
Matt kept the sailboat close to the beach and at one point, he let Jenna operate the tiller. Around noon, Matt turned off the engine, dropped the anchor and they had lunch. "You are so lucky to be able to live here." Jenna commented. Matt laughed "You probably wouldn't say that when it rains month after month during the winter." After lunch, Matt took "The Islander" back to her Aunt and Uncle's dock. "Did you have fun?" he asked. "It was great." Jenna said truthfully and gave Matt a light hug.
That night, Jenna had a nightmare about the ghost ship sinking in a terrible storm. The dream was so realistic that Jenna remembered the next morning where the sinking occurred.
Saturday turned out to be a beautiful day with a light wind and Matt asked her if Jenna would like to take the boat out again. This time, Matt was able to open the sails and "The Islander" flew across the water.
Later in the afternoon, they approached Vashon Island and the area suddenly seemed familiar to Jenna. This was the place from her dream. Jenna asked Matt to anchor the boat at a spot on the west side of the island. Jenna looked into the clear water and sure enough she could see the remains of something resting on the bottom. They spent the rest of the afternoon cruising around Vashon Island and Jenna learned a little about how to work the sails.
Jenna was having so much fun that she forgot that her parents' trip to Europe was just about over. On her last day at Dash Point, Matt let her be the skipper of "The Islander" and he played First Mate. They cruised most of the day and had lunch near the city of Tacoma.
The next morning, Jenna was packed and ready to go. Dash Point almost felt like home and she hated to go, but her parents had suggested that Jenna might be able to come back again. She could hardly wait.
Jenna tried to be supportive, but she couldn't help but think of all the things she was going to do with her best friend Michelle this Summer.
The day after school was over, Her parents took Jenna to the airport. Jenna felt so grown up getting on the plane by herself. In a about six months, she was going to be sixteen.
Several hours later, the jet landed at Sea-Tac Airport and Jenna looked around the crowded luggage pick-up for her Aunt Terri and Uncle Bob.
After about twenty minutes, Jenna spotted them. They looked about the same as they did the last time she had seen them at a family reunion the year before.
"How was the flight?" her Aunt asked. "At first, I was scared being on the plane without Mom and Dad, but after about an hour I got used to it." Jenna said honestly.
"How would you like to get something to eat?" her Uncle Bob asked. "Sounds good. Jenna replied. After leaving the airport, they stopped at a small Cafe' and had hamburgers.
After eating, Uncle Bob took a narrow road that partially followed the Puget Sound shore. Being from Iowa, Jenna loved the inland sea that cut deep into Washington State's western half.
Her Uncle eventually stopped at an old house that sat directly on the beach. "Can I stay in the room that I had the last time I was here?" Jenna asked her Aunt. Her Aunt Teri smiled. "I spent the last few days getting it ready." she said.
After entering the home, Jenna offered to help with dinner, but her Aunt suggested that she should go to her room and rest for a while. Jenna had to admit that she was tired.
Her room was on the second floor with a big window that looked right out on the Sound. Jenna collapsed on the big bed and in a few minutes she was asleep.
The sound of thunder woke her. Jenna was fascinated by the view from her window. Lightning lit up the water followed by the crash of thunder. For a few seconds, Jenna watched as an old sailing ship was illuminated by the lightning flashes. After a few seconds the ship disappeared.
The next morning, Jenna went downstairs to find her Aunt in the kitchen. "You must have been really tired. You slept right through dinner." she remarked. "I was." Jenna admitted. "Did the storm wake you.?" her Aunt asked putting a plate of pancakes in front of her niece.
Jenna nodded. "The thunder was really loud." She decided it was best not o mention the disappearing ship.
"Any plans for today?" her Aunt asked. I think I will just do some exploring if It''s ok with you." "Just be back for lunch." Her Aunt said.
Outside, the sun was shining. It was hard to believe that just a few hours before a storm had been raging. Jenna sat on a smooth rock on the beach and texted her friend Michelle everything that had happened so far including the ghost ship. Jenna also texted her parents tot tell them that she had arrived safely.
Jenna was watching the antics of a flock of Seagulls when the hottest boy that she had ever seen strode out of the surf. For once, Jenna was tongue-tied. The boy took a towel from behind a gym bag hidden behind a log and began to dry off.
"The Sound is a little chilly this morning." he remarked. Jenna could only nod. " Do you live around her? he asked. "I'm visiting my Aunt and Uncle, Jenna said pointing at the house. "The Bakers? They are good friends with my parents. The boy held out his hand "I'm Matt Fischer. We just live just down the beach." Jenna took Matt's hand"Jenna Ryan" she said releasing his hand.
"How would you like to go sailing sometime? Matt asked. "You have a boat?" Jenna asked. Matt looked down. "Well, it's my parents' boat, but they let me use it sometimes." he answered sheepishly. "I'll have to ask my Aunt and Uncle first, but if they say yes, I would love to go." Jenna answered. Matt's face broke into a huge smile.
Jenna's Aunt and Uncle approved of the sailing trip as long as she always wore a life jacket and they stayed in the area. Matt brought the sailboat by the next morning. Jenna had never seen a sailboat up close. "The Islander" was about twenty feet long with multi-colored sails that were furled to the mast.
Matt handed her a life jacket as she stepped on the boat and he showed her how to strap it on. As Jenna took a seat, Matt pulled a lever and the boat slowly headed out into the sound. The weather was beautiful and the water was calm. "When do we use the sails?" Jenna asked. "Unfortunately, there isn't enough wind right now to use the sails." Matt answered.
Matt kept the sailboat close to the beach and at one point, he let Jenna operate the tiller. Around noon, Matt turned off the engine, dropped the anchor and they had lunch. "You are so lucky to be able to live here." Jenna commented. Matt laughed "You probably wouldn't say that when it rains month after month during the winter." After lunch, Matt took "The Islander" back to her Aunt and Uncle's dock. "Did you have fun?" he asked. "It was great." Jenna said truthfully and gave Matt a light hug.
That night, Jenna had a nightmare about the ghost ship sinking in a terrible storm. The dream was so realistic that Jenna remembered the next morning where the sinking occurred.
Saturday turned out to be a beautiful day with a light wind and Matt asked her if Jenna would like to take the boat out again. This time, Matt was able to open the sails and "The Islander" flew across the water.
Later in the afternoon, they approached Vashon Island and the area suddenly seemed familiar to Jenna. This was the place from her dream. Jenna asked Matt to anchor the boat at a spot on the west side of the island. Jenna looked into the clear water and sure enough she could see the remains of something resting on the bottom. They spent the rest of the afternoon cruising around Vashon Island and Jenna learned a little about how to work the sails.
Jenna was having so much fun that she forgot that her parents' trip to Europe was just about over. On her last day at Dash Point, Matt let her be the skipper of "The Islander" and he played First Mate. They cruised most of the day and had lunch near the city of Tacoma.
The next morning, Jenna was packed and ready to go. Dash Point almost felt like home and she hated to go, but her parents had suggested that Jenna might be able to come back again. She could hardly wait.
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