Page 36 of Sail Away with Me

“Well, that’s a relief.”

Galvin stood and Sail feared she would leave him. “Tonight,” he blurted out. “Do you have plans?”

“I work until seven.”

“Can you go to dinner with me?”

Galvin looked away. Sail maneuvered himself so his head hung out the window. He wished he’d gotten out of the car instead of rolling down the window.

“It’s just dinner, Galvin,” Sail said. “Friends have dinner, right?”

She bit her lower lip and nodded.

“We’ll stay around here, and I won’t keep you out late.”

“How about dessert?”

Sail opened his mouth, but words failed him. He closed it, tilted his head, and then tried to speak again, but he’d lost all ability to act human.

“I mean since I need to shower after work, it’ll be closer to eight. That’s sort of too late to eat.”

“Oh . . .” Sail felt like an idiot for assuming she meant something else. “Yeah, you’re right. There’s an amazing place, not far from here. They have the best desserts in town. We’d have to drive though.”

“I’ll see you at eight, Sail.”

“I’ll be here.”

Galvin gave him a little wave and then ran toward the diner. She avoided the main entrance and veered to the side where the gate was. Sail watched her until she disappeared, and jumped again, when Dune opened the car door.

“What was that about?”

Sail glanced at his brother. “We’re you watching us?”

“Yes,” Dune said. “I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“That was kind of you.” Sail put his car in drive and headed toward the marina. Thankfully, Blue Lobster Adventures hadreserved parking for employees. People were taking advantage of the extremely nice weather and still took their boats out.

Dune carried the bag of muffins toward the boat they would take out for the day. Sail greeted Speed, Wilson, and Ana, who was waiting for her muffin. Once she had it, she took off for the ticket booth so she could start checking people in.

The rest of them stuffed their faces and began getting the boat ready, although either Speed or Wilson had done most of it the night before. Still, life jackets had to be counted and equipment checked.

Sail went to start the motor, wanting to give it ample time to warm-up, Dune followed. “What’s up?” Sail asked his brother when he spotted him.

“Look at this.” Dune handed Sail his phone. Sail read the article, his eyes widening and his blood boiled. Four dolphins were found, not far from their parent’s property this morning. This explained where their father was.

“What the fuck, Dune. What’s going on?”

“It’s the people drilling for the wind towers. No one will listen to us when we tell them it’s affecting sea life.”

“Why are they doing this?”

Dune shrugged. “Big money. They swear what they’re doing isn’t hurting the animals, but this is proof. Dolphins and whales don’t just die,” he said. “At least not at the rate they are.”

“Should we cancel? We can’t have the guests seeing a dying or dead animal in the water.”

Dune shook his head. “You’re right, but we can’t cancel. It’s a tour bus and I don’t even know what we’d say. It’s a gorgeous morning. Can you be lookout?”

Sail nodded and reached under the cabinet for the high-powered binoculars and a walkie-talkie. Dune clipped his radio to his belt and added the speaker to top pocket.

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