AN INTRODUCTION:

My name is Hanna Maria. I don't know my last name, as my mother, Giselle, won't tell me who my father is. Actually, I'm not sure she knows who my father is. She gets around quite a lot. But, since I turned eleven and realized what kind of life she led, I decided that it was time for her to quiet down and settle down, too. So, she opened a tavern on our native island of Tortuga, and life was only a bit better than what it had been before. But, I got sick of tavern brawls and drunk men pinching me, so I decided to leave. I waited until I was almost 14 to go. I had needed time to make a plan. I was going to find my father. The only thing that I knew about him was that I had his smile and his eyes. I didn't even know his name. This was going to be a hard search, but I was going to find people to help me. First thing to do was find a way to get out to sea. I knew my father did something in the ocean, but I wasn't sure what.




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