Read Online Every Storm by Lori Wick - Free Book Online
Authors: Lori Wick
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Love Stories, War & Military, War stories, Religious, Christian, INSPIRATIONAL ROMANCE, Survival After Airplane Accidents; Shipwrecks; Etc, Americans - Oceania, World War; 1939-1945 - Naval Operations; American
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midnight and more than managed to force their boat to live up to its name.
Lorri woke suddenly, not certain if it was her stomach or the boat that was rolling. She felt her body tipping out of bed and just managed to catch herself before tumbling to the floor. Her stomach lurched again, along with the boat, and Lorri wondered howjong she could take such movement.
She found out a moment later. With no choice but to stumble out of bed and find the head, she scrambled out of the cabin and just made it. It was hard to lose what little she had inside, but the rocking of the craft was more than she could take.
Not sure she could stay on her feet for the trip back, Lorri forced herself to leave the officer's head. She ran into Rigg in the passageway.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, barely aware of the way his arm kept her from hitting her head when they stumbled with the motion. The boat rocked like a child's hobby horse.
"Are you sick?"
"Yes."
"I think you'd better go right back to bed."
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Rigg's hand to her arm kept her on her feet, and when she'd lain down, he found a basin and put it by the bed.
"Don't try to go out into the passage. I've put a container here if you need it."
"I'll do anything," she said cryptically when he stopped talking and stood looking down at her.
"What do you mean?"
"I won't disappear when you're trying to leave." The words were whispered. "I won't go swimming. I'll let you have your bed back. Please just put me off this boat, Lieutenant. Please make the rocking stop."
Rigg couldn't hold his smile. He thought she would have felt seasickness before and was quite impressed at how well she'd done to this point. He would tell her that, but not now. Now she thought she was going to die from the rolling in her gut, and there was little he could do about that.
"I'll send Ellis to check on you. He might have a little something that will help you keep things down."
Rigg braced himself when the boat rocked mightily and reached for Lorri when she rolled toward the edge. As soon as he had his footing, he found a strap and made short work of tying her into the bed. With the strap secure around her waist, he took her hand and guided it over the edge of the thin mattress.
"Here's the basin. Do you feel it?"
"Yes"
"Don't get up. Just reach for it right there."
"Okay" Lorri agreed, but there was no time. She needed it so swiftly that Rigg held it for her. She finished and apologized in a tortured whisper that he ignored. Such things were never a prob- lem for him..
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When she lay back, pale and breathing hard, Rigg put one hand on her arm and one out to brace himself on the wall.
"I'll send Ellis to you," he said.
"I'm going to die, aren't I?" She sounded beyond miserable. "Such irony. I've made it off the island just to die at sea."
Rigg fought the smile that threatened to peek through, gave her a little pat, and went in search of Ellis.
Lorri watched him leave, certain she.had her answer.
He left without a word. That can only mean one thing: He's too kindhearted to tell me I'm going to die.
She'd been singing in the head again. Rigg didn't have the heart to send the men to their duties with a harsh word, but as soon as he arrived in the passageway, they scattered.
Just two hours now. They were limping along, needing more repairs and communications on the fritz again, but they were going to get to Seaford and deliver the woman that had affected every man on the boat.
It was easy to sit in the middle of the Pacific and forget for whom you were fighting. At times it became personal, and thoughts of home and family were very far away. Lorri Archer had changed all of that. She was worth fighting for. An all-American girl, most would have called her. She sang like a bird, was sweet and*uncomplaining, and had experienced the tortures of this war the way few women had.
Rigg knew it wasn't easy to sit at home; that was its own form of torture. But Lorri Archer didn't have
Lorri woke suddenly, not certain if it was her stomach or the boat that was rolling. She felt her body tipping out of bed and just managed to catch herself before tumbling to the floor. Her stomach lurched again, along with the boat, and Lorri wondered howjong she could take such movement.
She found out a moment later. With no choice but to stumble out of bed and find the head, she scrambled out of the cabin and just made it. It was hard to lose what little she had inside, but the rocking of the craft was more than she could take.
Not sure she could stay on her feet for the trip back, Lorri forced herself to leave the officer's head. She ran into Rigg in the passageway.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, barely aware of the way his arm kept her from hitting her head when they stumbled with the motion. The boat rocked like a child's hobby horse.
"Are you sick?"
"Yes."
"I think you'd better go right back to bed."
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Rigg's hand to her arm kept her on her feet, and when she'd lain down, he found a basin and put it by the bed.
"Don't try to go out into the passage. I've put a container here if you need it."
"I'll do anything," she said cryptically when he stopped talking and stood looking down at her.
"What do you mean?"
"I won't disappear when you're trying to leave." The words were whispered. "I won't go swimming. I'll let you have your bed back. Please just put me off this boat, Lieutenant. Please make the rocking stop."
Rigg couldn't hold his smile. He thought she would have felt seasickness before and was quite impressed at how well she'd done to this point. He would tell her that, but not now. Now she thought she was going to die from the rolling in her gut, and there was little he could do about that.
"I'll send Ellis to check on you. He might have a little something that will help you keep things down."
Rigg braced himself when the boat rocked mightily and reached for Lorri when she rolled toward the edge. As soon as he had his footing, he found a strap and made short work of tying her into the bed. With the strap secure around her waist, he took her hand and guided it over the edge of the thin mattress.
"Here's the basin. Do you feel it?"
"Yes"
"Don't get up. Just reach for it right there."
"Okay" Lorri agreed, but there was no time. She needed it so swiftly that Rigg held it for her. She finished and apologized in a tortured whisper that he ignored. Such things were never a prob- lem for him..
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71
When she lay back, pale and breathing hard, Rigg put one hand on her arm and one out to brace himself on the wall.
"I'll send Ellis to you," he said.
"I'm going to die, aren't I?" She sounded beyond miserable. "Such irony. I've made it off the island just to die at sea."
Rigg fought the smile that threatened to peek through, gave her a little pat, and went in search of Ellis.
Lorri watched him leave, certain she.had her answer.
He left without a word. That can only mean one thing: He's too kindhearted to tell me I'm going to die.
She'd been singing in the head again. Rigg didn't have the heart to send the men to their duties with a harsh word, but as soon as he arrived in the passageway, they scattered.
Just two hours now. They were limping along, needing more repairs and communications on the fritz again, but they were going to get to Seaford and deliver the woman that had affected every man on the boat.
It was easy to sit in the middle of the Pacific and forget for whom you were fighting. At times it became personal, and thoughts of home and family were very far away. Lorri Archer had changed all of that. She was worth fighting for. An all-American girl, most would have called her. She sang like a bird, was sweet and*uncomplaining, and had experienced the tortures of this war the way few women had.
Rigg knew it wasn't easy to sit at home; that was its own form of torture. But Lorri Archer didn't have
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