(Critiques are welcome!)
The following morning I was all packed.
I was fully ready to be off this vessel and
back on dry land. Sure, I’d finally gotten my sea legs, but there was nothng
that could beat walking on your own two feet without the threat of being heaved
to.
“Does this mean you’re holding him to his word
on this one?”
Mary came into the room. She had managed to
keep herself, and three children packed and tidy the whole trip. What was it
like to have that kind of stability in your life?
“Why not,” I folded a nighdress, trying not to
cringe. I hated wearing those things. “We’ve at sea long enough. And there have
been plenty of ports. I don’t know why he’s being so picky.”
She sat down I the chair by the desk.
“Perhaps he’s waiting for family?”
I took in a breath.
Did this mean she was confirming that he and
she were – no.
“It would be interesting to finally meet his
family.” I did my best to be vague. I didn’t want her assuming she was jealous
of their relationship. I could get a husband risking everything for his wife.
“See who his wife is.”
I put it out there, hoping she’d confirm it.
She laughed, “Well, I’m surprised he hasn’t
told you.”
Please just end the misery!
“Told me what?”
Her eyes twinkled. That mischievous glance
that I’d seen her give before.
