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Sunny: The Hippie Chick

By Dawn Natelle

Reviewed and Edited by Eric

Chapter 10 – God damn, god damn the pusher man

Sunny handed me $5 for her share of the rent money at the end of the month. “You don’t have to pay,” I told her. “I know you aren’t busking anymore. I can cover your share. It’s what I paid before you moved in.”

No Sunny This Week

There will be no chapter of Sunny: The Hippie Chick this Saturday. I have been very lazy this week. I hope to get one to Eric, my editor soon. Eric has been bailing me out recently, turning around chapters in increasingly shorter lead times, but this week I have fallen so far behind that I need to skip a week to catch up. I also hope to get another episode of Stone out, since it is nearing its end.

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Sunny: The Hippie Chick

By Dawn Natelle

Reviewed and Edited by Eric

Chapter 06 -- Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike

The next morning saw us at the bus stop before dawn. Ben had it all planned out. We took the bus to the intercity bus station downtown, and all paid a couple dollars each for the bus to San Rafael, a town on Highway 101, which ran right into Eureka to the north.

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Here is proof that commenting helps. I got three early, positive comments on the last chapter, and they inspired me to spend that night writing, finishing two more chapters. This is the first, and there will be another tomorrow evening: Dawn

Chapter 64 – The Pretty Ones

“Who are the pretty ones?” Jason asked the fairie princess.

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Enjoy: Dawn

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Chapter 62 – Bringing back the ship

Kalosun heard the same shattering of wood that Jason had heard, but from only a few feet of distance. This was followed by a splashing sound and the ship began to roll in the waves. Jason had visited him a few hours earlier, just before the storm picked up, and Kalo suggested that he and the three drunks could weather the storm on board. Suddenly that seemed a less than wise decision.

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Chapter 60 – On the Island

Jason woke and heard – nothing. No rain. No wind. No flapping of sails. The deck was steady, without the normal roll of the sea. Captain Keenstone had taken four hours of sleep after they landed in the trees, and the storm had slowly abated during that time. When he came back on deck he sent Jason below to sleep, and in the next six hours the storm had ended, although looking out at the sea, the waves were still high.

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Sunny: The Hippie Chick

By Dawn Natelle

Reviewed and Edited by Eric

Chapter 2 is ready. And I am lucky enough to have Eric editing this story. He edited my earlier story, River, and as a benefit he lived in SF during this time. We hope to get a new chapter out each Saturday. My story Stone will also continue one or two chapters per week: Dawn

Chapter 2- Come together, right now

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Another chapter. (For those of you waiting for Ch. 2 of Sunny: The Hippie Chick, it will be posted later today): Dawn

Chapter 57 – Back at Sea

The voyage to LakePort went smoothly, with no problems from the repaired ship. It was on the return voyage that things started to go to hell. Jason woke at about 6 p.m. to hear yelling and shouting from the galley. Kookla came out in tears, with the cook following him, berating him wildly.

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A bit late on this one. I am hoping to keep up at two per week, but stuff keeps happening: Dawn

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Chapter 54 – Mariner’s school

The ship finally reached port the following day and was able to land at WestPort on the morning incoming tide. They had been present for the outgoing tide and saw no less than five whalers leaving port: the whaling season was on again.

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Chapter 50 – the Challenge

Jason stared at the muscular chest of the 42-year-old man facing him on the deck. Both were naked to the waist, but the boy had the chest of a child, while the master had the muscles of a man who had spent over 35 years hauling lines and hoisting sales. This might not be a good thing, Jason thought. A knife fight would have been fairer, with Jason able to go into battle mode, but the rules of the contest were bare fists.

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A bit of a cliffhanger here, but I will try to get the next chapter out before the end of the week: Daw

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Chapter 49- Jason as Sea 3

Jason felt the sun on his face as he woke. Looking around, he discovered that he was in Kalosun’s sick bay, laying on a cot beside Kookla and the seaman who was injured when the mast fell. Jason looked at the window, which showed light shining through.

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Chapter 48 – The storm

It was nearing noon and The Sun Goddess was in peril. The hurricane was to the south east and closing fast. Waves were 20 to 30 feet high and crashing over the ship. All but the topsails were down, and even with those small sails up, the ship was speeding through the seas. Worst of all, the captain was nowhere to be found.

Jason burst into the cabin, soaking wet. “Where is the captain,” the first mate yelled.

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