Chapter 17
“I’m grabbing a water. Want me to get you one?” Macie asked as we left the dance floor.
“Yes, please.” I sat at the high-set table and dabbed the perspiration from my top lip with a paper napkin while I waited.
Macie returned with our drinks. “It’s a shame George can’t make it to our wedding.”
“Yeah. He feels bad about that but you know how it is.”
“Mmm hmm.” Macie sipped her water. “There’s a good chance I’ll deploy on the following rotation, otherwise this time next year, for sure.”
“How does Matt feel about that?”
“He’s getting used to the idea. I’m selling him on the money. We should be able to save enough for a home deposit if we’re careful. And all these short trips I do are good practice for the separation.”
“George and I are always at sea together, so...”
“Toget
