I honestly didn't know.
All I knew was that the painful and very personal process of facing my past and perhaps healing from it had gotten a lot more complex and perhaps eminently more painful.
I glanced back over at Keturah to find her already asleep with a smile on her face as she now faced me instead of facing away from me. What made a beautiful girl like her willingly shackle herself to a has been like me?
What did she see worthy enough about me that would cause her to take such a leap of faith? Or reversely was she really crazy?
Time would tell and unfortunately my reawakened libido was playing favorites against me.
"God help me." I whispered out softly as I drifted off to sleep under the impetuous of the rhythmic surge forward followed by a slight lull before surging forward again.
Blinking I sat up and looked around. I didn't think I would ever get used to this constant light. All in all though I felt surprisingly rested.
I glanced to the netting beside me, but Keturah was gone. Something was different. We weren't surging ahead anymore.
I got up and located the others who were awakening as I had from the lack of the steady expected motion of the whale tugging the boat onward. In alarm I searched the open expanses of the catamaran, but saw Keturah nowhere!
Where was she?
Matt came up alongside of me and pointed out to sea at something. I turned to see the massive whale that been pulling us like a trusty steed through the waves for hours basking on the surface, only he wasn't alone!
Keturah was sitting on the front end of the whale's snout and appeared to be in deep conversation with the giant beast. Crazy came to mind but then I had to admonish myself some as I remembered how my wife had talked to her pet cat as if it understood all of life's troubles. Admittedly the cat had seemed to understand some of it or perhaps it had just been a world-class faker.
A pet cat was one thing, but a pet whale?
Everyone else on board was standing beside me now as we watched the girl and her whale. Keturah seemed to notice our gazes all of a sudden and abruptly stopped talking to Dimbo. Was this why she was called crazy?
It was extreme, but I didn't think it was crazy. Well maybe a little, but it wasn't alarming anyway.
Keturah said something and the great bulk of the whale shifted in the water without hardly a ripple. The whale came towards us and it was hard to hold onto courage as it came at us slowly head on. Where were we going to flee to anyway?