Buried at Sea

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Buried at Sea

"Ahh, there's no wind today," sighed Cobi as he tacked his sail around and

headed for the shore. Cobi was a sailor. Cobi wasn't a typical sailor, Cobi

was a National Championship winning sailor. A sailor who thrived on high winds

and rough seas, who has accomplished everything there is to accomplish in

Canadian sailing. He is the envy of every young sailor and child. They wish,

aspire, and dream to be like Cobi.

"Hii Cooobiii," wines Julie. Julie just happened to be standing on the

dock of the Yacht Club as Cobi tied his luminous, new, nine-thousand dollar boat

to its mooring. Julie, was just one part of Cobi's large female entourage, who

followed and prayed on his every move and breath. Cobi Jones was not only very

skilled in the nautical art of sailing, he was the most popular, the best

looking, and even one of the smartest kids in school.

"Hi Julie," moaned Cobi in reply, "what are you doing here?"

A shocked, but smiling Julie answered, "Just came to see ya."

"Well visiting hours are over," Cobi uttered as he pushed past Julie and

trekked up the rocky shore to his home. His home! His home was a picturesque

array of hand-crafted pillars and intricate woodwork that beautified even the

aesthetic sandy ocean beach that encompassed it. As always, after sailing

practise, he was greeted by a honk and a wave from his father returning from

work. His father was a partner in Jones, Jefferson, and Deveau, the most

successful law firm in Nova Scotia. He was able to fund Cobi's sailing career

from the start, and his money played a very large role in Cobi's sailing success

and popularity. Other than Cobi's majestic surroundings, Cobi led a typical

eighteen year-old after school life. He ate, did homework, spoke to his many

friends the phone, and then fell asleep with a remote control in his grip. This

evening wasn't an exception.

The following day at school, Cobi was greeted by all of his friends and

sailing cohorts and he sauntered to his first class. The greetings ranged from

"Hey man", to "What's up", and to the simple "Hi". Cobi habitually responded

with a mumbled "Yo." Sometime after an insightful, and invigorating lecture from

his favourite English teacher Dr. Noble, he ran into his friend and sailing

crewman Greg. "Hey man, what're ya doin' after school today?" asked Cobi.

"Nothin' man, it's too messy out. That hurricane's gonna hit tonight you

know," replied Greg.

"I know man, that's why I asked"

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