Chapter 18

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18 “Couldn’t you have flown to Burlington or Montreal or something and rented your car there? Why did you have to fly into Boston?” “C’mon, O’Malley. What are you griping about? It’s the USS Constitution.” Billy waved at the masts and ropes and hull like it was something too incredible for words. “I’ve always wanted to see her. What’s your problem?” “Don’t like Boston. And never was much of a history buff.” Though Trisha had to admit to herself that Old Ironsides was a pretty amazing ship. The thing that was incredible was that George Washington had commissioned her and mostly likely walked her decks while President, and she was still in incredible shape. The black-and-white-painted hull was immaculate. The curlicue numbers climbing up her sides to show the keel depth were shining white

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