"So Mr. Thrombey why are you going out so far? Now that I think about it." Mr. Willow asked.
He was an African-Europeian of the English variety, Is Europian even a word I don't know.
"The place we're going to has a rare flower that I need urgently." I replied
The crew prepared there meals and gear that I suggested they get over the phone.Climbing gear ropes, rock climbing and tree climbing gear, harnesses. hard hats , industrial flash lights, hurricane lamps, hiking boots and food supplies to last us probably two months or so. These guys are fishermen they probably know how to ration there stuff.
"What're you searching for exactly?" Latty asked.
I wonder if that is her real name because if this Latty it is , somebody needs a beating.
"Dragon lilacs." I told her.
"So just a lilac." She replied annoyingly.
"No. My wife spent ten years to find one but it died before reaching into her grasp. I will do anything within my power to make that woman happy."
"So your a simp?" She asked.
"We've been married for twenty years so I guess I am a successful one." I replied.
At least my snide remark may shut her up.
"Sorry." She muttered.
"What was that?" I asked..
"Nothing." She said as she grit her teeth.
"Everybody ready?!" Mr. Willow asked loudly.
"Yes.!" We all replied but I shouted a little I guess I am bit excited.
I rubbed my hands against each other as I ascended upon the tug boat that had a black bottom ,and yellow reflective streaks on the side and a white deck. I smile as I put a life jacket over my jacket and put on a yellow rain coat for later.
I walked up to the bow of the boat and sighed as I leaned on the rails.
"Just wait a little longer my love." I whispered to my self .
"Mr. Thrombey! Off the rails!"
"Noted!" I replied as Mr. Willow went into the control.
I hope we all don't die on this journey.