I had just lost one of the most important thing to me today, Joliette.
I had sailed out of Samoa and continued my voyage around the world with Joliette by my side. Suzette had gone missing during my stay at Samoa and I couldn’t find her anywhere. I suspect a tomcat that was working his way through the trash cans had rapidly seduced pretty Suzette. Joliette, realizing that her sister is gone, stuck to my heels.
I arrived at the Fijian Islands a few days later and met up with a friend of mine, Dick Johnston, a yachtsman who has spent a lot of time among the Fijians. He taught me how to gather food (my usual bargaining is not working with the Fijians).
I was at a yacht club later on in the day, when a waiter came to me and told me that Joliette got ran over by a truck. A struck of misery and sorrow washed over me. I went back to Dove then collapsed on the cabin floor, bawling like a kid. Joliette was more that just a cat to me, she was my shipmate, my friend, someone I could talk to when I felt lonely, but that’s all gone now. I returned to the yacht club and came back with a bottle of vodka, then got drunk. Hopefully this will diminish my memories of Joliette...
Event in chapter 3 : Where Earth Day Begins. Page. 50 - 51
I had sailed out of Samoa and continued my voyage around the world with Joliette by my side. Suzette had gone missing during my stay at Samoa and I couldn’t find her anywhere. I suspect a tomcat that was working his way through the trash cans had rapidly seduced pretty Suzette. Joliette, realizing that her sister is gone, stuck to my heels.
I arrived at the Fijian Islands a few days later and met up with a friend of mine, Dick Johnston, a yachtsman who has spent a lot of time among the Fijians. He taught me how to gather food (my usual bargaining is not working with the Fijians).
I was at a yacht club later on in the day, when a waiter came to me and told me that Joliette got ran over by a truck. A struck of misery and sorrow washed over me. I went back to Dove then collapsed on the cabin floor, bawling like a kid. Joliette was more that just a cat to me, she was my shipmate, my friend, someone I could talk to when I felt lonely, but that’s all gone now. I returned to the yacht club and came back with a bottle of vodka, then got drunk. Hopefully this will diminish my memories of Joliette...
Event in chapter 3 : Where Earth Day Begins. Page. 50 - 51
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