"First my money, then my clothes, I'm afraid," sighed Alex. "I'm Alex Adams... my wife, Julie." Alex extended his hand to George."George and Beverly M...rgan," said George."And, you, of course, are JJ Johnson." Alex blushed. "I'm a big football fan."JJ beamed. "Yes sir, I'm JJ and this here is my wife Ingrid."All eyes turned toward the other young couple. He had sun bleached blond hair, a dark tan, and muscles that bulged under his tee shirt, a real beachcomber type. She was clearly the taller of. Angel didn’t hear me hit the deck over the sound of the engines. I was shoved and fell next to the suitcases. I rolled to my knees facing a gun.“Hello, Simon,” Ray growled. “Going somewhere?” At that moment, Angel looked back and screamed. I thought Ray was going to shoot her. “Both of you! Get down below and shut up.”“There’s no need to be so nasty, Ray,” I said. “It’s good to see you, too.”“Right,” he said. “I’ll take the boat from here. Just get below and don’t either of you stick your head. She could only sense something in her periphery. It was white. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open. She realized his were growing too and abruptly shut her mouth and looked away. 'Is he frightened or concerned or offended?' she thought. He looked down and stared at her injured foot.Ben saw her eyes widen as she gazed into his and thought maybe he'd done something inappropriate or maybe she broke the cut open when she re-crossed her legs. His eyes grew wide in fear of those and. If it were not for him, her Johnny would have been alive, going to work at 8 and coming home at 5 to a house in the suburbs. What the nurse did not know was that his daughter-in-law had married a college professor two months after her husband had been reported killed, and from that day on refused to let the old man have any contact with his grandchild. The Colonel never spoke of this. It was his personal cross to bear, and though she often wondered about the grandson, she never asked. To her.