James set a plate of chicken salad in front of Melody then took a seat directly across from her. They held hands as they blessed the meal. She groaned as she lifted her fork. “I can’t believe how sore I am. I forgot I even had this many muscles.”
“You’ll probably be rather limber by the end of your tour.” He smiled as he took a bite. “I’m looking forward to that.”
Melody snorted and attacked her food with gusto. “What day are you planning to leave for Tokyo?” she asked him.
“Probably Thursday. I’m going to end up being there for the better part of a week.”
“I leave on Wednesday,” she noted.
“I know. That’s why I’m going Thursday.” He took a drink of his tea. “Where to next?”
“Jacksonville, Florida. I have a show there Friday night.” She dished more salad onto her plate. “You know wha
