Deborah walked back up the gangplank as they helped me get onto the ship. They took me over to a deck chair and eased me down. The little tin Hitler turned around and said, "Where's your lady friend?"
I knew she had already run down the gangplank and was safely away.
"She was right behind us," I said. "I'm sure she ran to get the ship's doctor. She fusses over me so."
"That's a good idea," he said. "You should see the doc."
"I will. Thank you, gentlemen. When my friend gets back she can help me to my cabin."
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
How polite!