NINETEEN
After grabbing a couple of hour’s kip, Swain went for a shower and then stuck his head through the hatch that led from his cabin to the wheelhouse. He got a quick report, weather and heading fine, speed, no issues, no delays.
Great.
He decided to get some grub before going upstairs to relieve Hector and Jockey. It was early for lunch, but not much, and he’d still been in the wheelhouse while the others had breakfast. He hadn’t eaten a thing since last night. Sassi should be able to throw something together. She always had something on the go and she’d understand why he had to be on the bridge at sunrise as the storm cleared.
He’d slept with the woman every night for weeks. Waking up without her felt odd and gave him new appreciation for her comment about him neglecting her. He
