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Authors: Hope Callaghan
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up on stage, Millie rolled up her sleeves and bound up the steps. “Let’s get this show on the road!”
Chapter 10
The line dancing class was way more fun than Millie had thought it would be. Along with Alison, there was another young dancer, Tara. Millie took an immediate liking to Tara. She was bubbly and she smiled all the time. Whenever she looked at Millie, her eyes twinkled with mischief. As if she was about to get in trouble but because she was so sweet, it wouldn’t matter.
She and Alison seemed to like each other and the two women taught not only the 15 or so passengers some basic line dance steps, they taught Millie, who had never kicked up a pair of cowboy boots in her life.
It took her a little bit to get the hang of it and she was glad no one she knew was there to watch her embarrass herself, but the girls were patient and they made it fun. The passengers were having a ball and soon, they were groovin’ to Achy Breaky Heart.
When the class was over, Millie’s feet were sore, but her face was smiling. She thanked both of the girls for showing her the steps. Millie guessed she had done an okay job with her new task because they asked her if she wanted to come back and help the next afternoon when they taught a square dance class.
Millie was thrilled. Square dancing was right up her alley. She nodded. “I can cut the rug with the best of ‘em.”
Tara’s eyes twinkled. “Well, maybe you can show us a thing or two.”
Millie was still smiling – sweating – but still smiling – as she walked off the stage and made her way out of the theater. The smile lasted right up until the moment she remembered she was to meet Captain Armati. She glanced down at her watch. She had ten minutes to make it up to the bridge.
Millie’s steps dragged as she made her way to the bridge. The captain held her very future in his hands. With just a single word, her world could come crashing down around her!
Millie’s hand shook as she tapped on the outer door that opened to the bridge. She sucked in her breath, closed her eyes and whispered a small prayer. “Please God. Let me keep this job. You know how much it means to me.”
The door swung open. Millie flashed startled eyes at the man in the doorway. His outfit was similar to Captain Armati’s uniform, complete with the stars and bars on the shoulders.
She glanced down at the tag. Staff Captain Antonio Vitale. His brown eyes were warm and welcoming. A small smile played across his lips as he looked at Millie’s tag. “Ahh. The infamous Mildred Sanders.”
His heavy accent was charming and if Millie weren’t so dang nervous, it would sound downright sexy. But she was nervous. So nervous that her armpits were damp and her mouth dry. She wished it were the other way around. Her mouth moist and her armpits dry.
She sucked in a breath and smiled brightly. She held out her hand. “How do you do. Uh, Captain Vital.”
Millie just about passed out. It wasn’t Captain Vital. It was Captain Vitale! The man chuckled. “Vital, Vitale. It’s all the same.” He waved a hand to the side. “Please. Please come in. Captain Armati is expecting you.”
Millie groaned inwardly. That’s what terrified her. Expectations. Expectations she was certain she was not living up to. Why, oh why, could she not behave herself? Why did she have to prove that she could be just as good a detective as her ex-husband, Roger, had been?
Captain Vitale cocked his head. “Follow me, please.”
Millie obediently trudged behind the captain as he walked down the narrow hall and into the bridge. There were only two other people inside: a woman in uniform and Captain Armati. The woman was off to one side, studying what looked like an oversized computer screen.
Captain Armati was front and center. He held a pair of binoculars to his eyes as he studied the vast ocean through the wall of
Chapter 10
The line dancing class was way more fun than Millie had thought it would be. Along with Alison, there was another young dancer, Tara. Millie took an immediate liking to Tara. She was bubbly and she smiled all the time. Whenever she looked at Millie, her eyes twinkled with mischief. As if she was about to get in trouble but because she was so sweet, it wouldn’t matter.
She and Alison seemed to like each other and the two women taught not only the 15 or so passengers some basic line dance steps, they taught Millie, who had never kicked up a pair of cowboy boots in her life.
It took her a little bit to get the hang of it and she was glad no one she knew was there to watch her embarrass herself, but the girls were patient and they made it fun. The passengers were having a ball and soon, they were groovin’ to Achy Breaky Heart.
When the class was over, Millie’s feet were sore, but her face was smiling. She thanked both of the girls for showing her the steps. Millie guessed she had done an okay job with her new task because they asked her if she wanted to come back and help the next afternoon when they taught a square dance class.
Millie was thrilled. Square dancing was right up her alley. She nodded. “I can cut the rug with the best of ‘em.”
Tara’s eyes twinkled. “Well, maybe you can show us a thing or two.”
Millie was still smiling – sweating – but still smiling – as she walked off the stage and made her way out of the theater. The smile lasted right up until the moment she remembered she was to meet Captain Armati. She glanced down at her watch. She had ten minutes to make it up to the bridge.
Millie’s steps dragged as she made her way to the bridge. The captain held her very future in his hands. With just a single word, her world could come crashing down around her!
Millie’s hand shook as she tapped on the outer door that opened to the bridge. She sucked in her breath, closed her eyes and whispered a small prayer. “Please God. Let me keep this job. You know how much it means to me.”
The door swung open. Millie flashed startled eyes at the man in the doorway. His outfit was similar to Captain Armati’s uniform, complete with the stars and bars on the shoulders.
She glanced down at the tag. Staff Captain Antonio Vitale. His brown eyes were warm and welcoming. A small smile played across his lips as he looked at Millie’s tag. “Ahh. The infamous Mildred Sanders.”
His heavy accent was charming and if Millie weren’t so dang nervous, it would sound downright sexy. But she was nervous. So nervous that her armpits were damp and her mouth dry. She wished it were the other way around. Her mouth moist and her armpits dry.
She sucked in a breath and smiled brightly. She held out her hand. “How do you do. Uh, Captain Vital.”
Millie just about passed out. It wasn’t Captain Vital. It was Captain Vitale! The man chuckled. “Vital, Vitale. It’s all the same.” He waved a hand to the side. “Please. Please come in. Captain Armati is expecting you.”
Millie groaned inwardly. That’s what terrified her. Expectations. Expectations she was certain she was not living up to. Why, oh why, could she not behave herself? Why did she have to prove that she could be just as good a detective as her ex-husband, Roger, had been?
Captain Vitale cocked his head. “Follow me, please.”
Millie obediently trudged behind the captain as he walked down the narrow hall and into the bridge. There were only two other people inside: a woman in uniform and Captain Armati. The woman was off to one side, studying what looked like an oversized computer screen.
Captain Armati was front and center. He held a pair of binoculars to his eyes as he studied the vast ocean through the wall of
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