by Mercy Loomis
Copyright 2012 by Mercy Loomis
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By the second day of the cruise I was nearly ready to swim for shore.
My idea of a vacation was to get away from people, but on the boat you couldn’t escape them. Even in my cabin their noise filtered through the walls. I took to walking the decks, because if I stopped moving for any length of time someone would start chatting me up, and I was far too surly to inflict on the general public.
My brother-in-law commented on that very fact before we’d even left the harbor.
“I hope you’re not going to scowl like that the whole trip, Daniel,” Tommy said to me as we made our way to our cabins. “It’s not Halloween for another week. You’ll scare all the pretty girls away.”
Tommy looked bored, but then, Tommy always looked bored. CarriAnn insisted it was a sign of his brilliant mind. I thought it was more a symptom of his short attention span. Our gazes locked accidently and he grinned. Tommy knew I didn’t think he was good enough for my little sister, and it seemed to be an endless source of amusement for him.