Sir Shillingsworth joined him at the rail. They stood in silent companionship. In every one of their expeditions, there was a moment when all the world stilled and Pentam marvelled at how he was part of it.
"Be careful with Cal's heart, Son."
A chill ran down Pentam's spine.
"You saw?"
"We're on a ship." Sir Shillingsworth's lips bent into a faint smile. He wrapped his arm around Pentam's shoulder. "She's got good taste." He shook Pentam gently then wandered off leaving Pentam staring at the ocean without seeing a thing.
***
Cal woke with a smile and took a moment to lie in the sunlight and recall every moment of that kiss. She'd walked past her father and given him a look. He'd smiled back at her, though he looked a little sad.
She refrained from entering details of the kiss in t
