And after another day in the sun and wind, all went just as she’d predicted. Lucky was as proud on this day as Ian was the previous day. When they returned to the dock, Mr. Watkins again asked her to hand over the compass calibration tools in the traditional ceremony. And, as it had yesterday, it brought tears to her eyes.
She understood why her husband wanted her to do this—she would soon be the only Watkins in Watkins Shipbuilding. Mary-Michael had managed these two builds on her own, as she would have to when he was no longer here. That was a day she dreaded, and she hated that it was coming sooner than she was prepared.
After everyone dispersed and went back to their tasks, Lucky escorted them to the carriage where Victor waited for them. “Sir,” Lucky began, “I would be honored if yo
