I have told you a little about my dad but hardly anything about my mother. She is not a pirate but she grew up with them. My mothers family have always owned a pub called The Kitchen and generations of children grew up playing under the bar and listening to the pirate stories of Adventure and danger.
When my mother was older she joined my grandma serving and working the bar that's where she met my dad. My dad loved The Kitchen pub and would always love his father telling the crew "our next Adventure is to The Kitchen" so when he would ask my mother to sail off with him he was serious, but my mother would smile and serve another customer.
One day my grandma sat my mother down and said "Fran, you cannot live your whole life in this pub, you need to go out in the world and see it".
By this time my dad had his own ship and named it Kitchen Adventure in the hopes my mother would go from one kitchen to another, he was over joyed when she said yes.
My mother told me that she finally said yes as my dad was the first one to ask her after she had decided to travel, but I think she always saw that my dad was the toughest, bravest pirate in the whole sea and he would show her a real adventure, and he did.
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