It's our final day on board the Reliant. We'll be arriving in Guam within the hour, and, like Mary, I never want to leave this rusty bucket 'o scrap. Maybe we can just rent out this cabin and travel around? Get a couple of frilly curtains for the porthole so Mary feels more at home?
Probably not.
I could wax on about how in utterly in love I am, but the thought of Yoshida reading it and commenting is a daunting prospect.
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