3 months later:

We sunk a navy Man o' war. We celebrated on the boat. Anne wasn't much for pirating, so she stayed at Inagua with the kids. Me and Mary, and the rest of the crew were now drinking. We drunk at the speed of light. Ade wasn't much for drinking, so because he was the most aware of everything, he steered. Me and Mary were too drunk to remember each others names. All we knew was rum, more, and yes. That's what got us. Me and Mary sat in my cabin, drink after drink. We were laughing, and crying, and hugging, over things that happened God knows how long ago. It was wonderful. Then, we passed out.

At least... I think we did.

Did we?

What happened after?

I don't think anything happened. I woke up alone. But, for the rest of the day, Mary was acting, different. This went on for weeks. Maybe Mary was just angry at herself for getting drunk, and being a stereotypical pirate. But, for months it went on. Mary was acting strange.

Then, she told me.

That's not what I was I was expecting.

Well. Why not. No going back.

This time hopefully neither of us were caught.

That would be an adventure.

Again...