“Oh, I see. So, we just drift then … and wait out the storm?”
“Yes, that’s about the size of it. But what we can do is go inside the cabin where there’s shelter. It should be relatively warm and dry in there … probably even find warm blankets and a bed to lie on. And, perhaps you and I can get to know one another while we wait out the storm? It’s likely to be hours,” said Gun soothingly as she put her arm protectively around Barbara’s bare shoulders, embraced her gently but suggestively, and then guided her in the direction of the open entry to the Barracuda’s cabin.
“Okay, sure … that sounds good. I think I’d like that.”
TBC