Chapter Twelve
The bright yellow and orange of the sun was just skimming the horizon when Eric finally returned to his cabin. He was tired, probably because he’d tossed and turned for hours before finally drifting off right before Petey pounded on the door, waking him. He had stayed with Abby and talked to her, telling her stories of when he had enlisted and first met Joe, what it was like during his first deployment on an aircraft carrier as a lowly sailor. That was when he had fallen in love with the sea, visiting port after port and miles of open water. Abby had watched him with joy reflecting in her eyes.
She had listened to him with her whole heart. As she relaxed, she had held his hand for hours as her contractions faded, and at dawn, she fell asleep. Eric had watched her and felt
