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“Ahh,” he said as he started filling up another beer, then handed it to me. “She’s a cute one. Did

good, man.”

I did.

I didn’t know how I did, but shit. I was so thankful for her.

I hadn’t realized how jealous I was over a dead man until that dead man turned out to be me.

The sheer amount of yearning that I’d felt for Frankie, day in and day out, had been overwhelming.

“Yeah,” I agreed. “I did.”

“You get those in the war?” he asked curiously.

I nodded once.

“Me, too,” he said. “I was one of the first men to step on the ground over there. Our unit was the

first.”

That had my heart picking up.

“You were?” I asked.

He nodded once.

“I’m glad you made it home,” I said. “Being out in the sun… that doesn’t fuck with your scars?”

That’d been one of the things that I’d been told to be wary of—the sun. That they were still

healing and to always, always put on sunscreen and make sure that I didn’t give them a chance to

burn.

“Not anymore,” he said, taking a sip of the beer that he’d just poured. “I…” He trailed off when

the man that’d helped Frankie into the boat came up to his side. “Everybody ready, Brady?”

Brady nodded in the man’s direction.

“Yep,” he agreed. “Ready to rock n’ roll, Captain.”

“Captain?” I asked, a smile forming.

The captain started the boat up, and a lot of the kids started to squeal in excitement.

The skipper took over the beer while the captain moved toward the wheel.

“Yep,” the captain said. “Bought this boat with my inheritance. Funny thing is, I joined the Army

because I wanted to prove a point to my pop. Wanted him to know that I was worth something besides

sucking him dry. Then 9/11 happened and I knew what I wanted to do with my life after that. Almost

died over there. I think it shook both me and my pop up bad.” He paused. “This boat was the best

thing that ever happened to me.”

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