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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles7 days ago in Fiction
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hahaha far too relatable! love it, Sharon!
Lol, this one was very relatable! I think all of us have done it at some point in our lives!
That's great. Lol.
Oops is right. I just did that with a complete stranger, thinking he was my chiropractor! Nope, he wasn't.I had already waved from a distance. I apologized and said to nobody, "Well I can look like a crazy person" as I drove off.
Ha ha! I remember doing this as a tiny child!
Loved it!! LOL 💕❤️❤️