Chapter 77: The Memories

When Jiyo Kael and Benjamin Gustilo got back to the boat, the boatman was sitting on a pile of old sacks, snoring holding his hand to his chest, his loose top loosening with every gust of wind. Jiyo Kael jumped up and assisted Benjamin in firing the gun. Their loud entry woke the boatman from his slumber and he suddenly woke up.

"Ahhh—" he muttered, shaken before struggling to his feet. "Oh, you’d come back," he whispered. "I thought you'd stay there all bloody night."

Jiyo Kael and Mr. Gustilo smiled at each other. Then finding a place to sit among the crates and lobster pots scattered on the deck, they made themselves as comfortable as they could. The boat headed for mainland Cagayan, its noisy engine emitting thicker black smoke. Jiyo Kael hopes it will make it all the way to the beach. The sea was fiercer now, the boat was rolling in the waves, and he didn’t like the prospect of being stuck in it while waiting for the coastguard to rescue them.

"You didn't even tell me how it a
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