Chapter Three
Lucky arrived at the offices of Watkins Shipbuilding the next morning, ready to spend the day with Mrs. Watkins. He’d hoped to be there before she arrived so he could watch her come in, but when got there he found the doors and windows to the offices open. He took the steps up to the second floor and upon reaching the antechamber off the landing, he saw her hunched over the table, with large sheets of paper spread across the drafting table and smudged ink on the sides of her hands. She’d obviously been working for quite a while already.
“I could have been here earlier if you’d needed me,” he offered as his eyes raked over her slender form. Today she wore a dove gray apron over her light blue trousers. Under the apron, she had a pale cream blouse with loose sleeves that ende
