23-06-26 Chapter 91 I climbed aboard my brothers boat. With my hands I explored it. I found he had lied to me. He had a little turtle meat, a dorado head, and even - a supreme treat - some biscuit crumbs. And he had water. It all went into my mouth. I return...

23-05-31 Chapter 90 I said, Richard Parker, is something wrong? Have you gone blind? as I waved my hand in his face. For a day or two he had been rubbing his eyes and meowing disconsolately, but I thought nothing of it. Aches and pains were the only part of...

23-05-31 Chapter 89 Everything suffered. Everything became sun-bleached and weather-beaten. The lifeboat, the raft until it was lost, the tarpaulin, the stills, the rain catchers, the plastic bags, the lines, the blankets, the net - all became worn, stretche...

23-05-31 Chapter 88 One day we came upon trash. First the water glistened with patches of oil. Coming up soon after was the domestic and industrial waste: mainly plastic refuse in a variety of forms and colours, but also pieces of lumber, beer cans, wine bot...

23-05-31 Chapter 87 One of my favourite methods of escape was what amounts to gentle asphyxiation. I used a piece of cloth that I cut from the remnants of a blanket. I called it my dream rag. I wet it with sea water so that it was soaked but not dripping. I...

23-05-31 Chapter 86 Richard Parker, a ship! I had the pleasure of shouting that once. I was overwhelmed with happiness. All hurt and frustration fell away and I positively blazed with joy. Weve made it! Were saved! Do you understand, Richard Parker? Were sav...

23-05-31 Chapter 85 Once there was lightning. The sky was so black, day looked like night. The downpour was heavy. I heard thunder far away. I thought it would stay at that. But a wind came up, throwing the rain this way and that. Right after, a white splint...

23-05-31 Chapter 84 I was on the tarpaulin, wrapped in a blanket, sleeping and dreaming and awakening and daydreaming and generally passing the time. There was a steady breeze. From time to time spray was blown off the crest of a wave and wet the boat. Richa...

23-05-31 Chapter 83 The storm came on slowly one afternoon. The clouds looked as if they were stumbling along before the wind, frightened. The sea took its cue. It started rising and falling in a manner that made my heart sink. I took in the solar stills and...

23-05-31 Chapter 82 I kept rainwater and the water I collected from the solar stills in the locker, out of Richard Parkers sight, in the three 50-litre plastic bags. I sealed them with string. Those plastic bags wouldnt have been more precious to me had they...