The owners had been in touch with their attorney and he was waiting for the agreement. The wife went over to their computer, hooked up the drive and q...ickly emailed the document to the attorney.The next step we took was to email the document to my attorney, who I had contacted earlier.A few tense minutes later the phone rang. The lawyer was on the line. He had looked over the contract and found one or two adjustments he thought the owners should make. Then he reminded them that the company. .. Oh hell!" Exactly. So there's got to be a reason why she didn't do that. Perhaps our marriage was in trouble. Perhaps we were in the process of divorcing. There may be other reasons but the fact remains she didn't bother to look for me." Perhaps you're right. Perhaps you did have a lousy marriage." And there's another reason I don't want to go rushing to her even if I knew who she was." Which is?" Look at me, Trish. You've never known me to look different. But my wife? I couldn't bear to. This one is the ‘we want to have a full day’s trip for a goal’ routine. Faces washed, teeth brushed, dressed with clothes suitable for motoring through civilization, she’s doing breakfast for us while I’m giving the little diesel its daily attention.In the windless early morning, leaving the marina is as simple as pulling in the mooring lines while the engine popped its purposeful idling sounds, warming up. Lines stowed, I went into the cabin’s conn station, put the engine in forward and we. We had to break for the evening, we had work to do the following day and it would have been improper to be found on that sofa in the morning, though we giggled profusely as we headed off to bed.~~~Emily Carter, Diary Entry: September 19th 1940Today was beautiful. Despite the extended round trip, the air battle and the uncertainty, I eventually found myself back in Poppy’s arms. I think the other girls are starting to realise that something is up, but I don’t care. Right now I’m on cloud nine.