I signed his logbook for the “Refresher” on the SNB.“Lieutenant. If you don’t tell anybody ... I’m going to have your submarines painted und...r the cockpit window.”“You know about the whales?”“And the tuna.”“I’d rather you didn’t.”“You know the guy that won the DFC for sinking the battleship?” I asked, “It wasn’t until after the war that it was known he didn’t.”“I heard that ... but don’t.”“Your call.” I thought, my respect for this guy just jumped a hundred points.“Thanks for letting me relive. Playing with her food and staring around, occasionally pretending to be interested in the conversation her husband was having with my folks. We stare at each other every so often when we don’t think anyone’s looking. This moment was just too surreal.I stop looking over at Violet when I catch from the corner of my eye Clark repeatedly staring at me. We both make eye contact, his face is exactly the same as always: Stern. It creeps me out. “Luke...are you not hungry?”I look over at my mom.. I’ll then consider what you tell me and decide if you’re being open and honest and whether I can deal with you myself, or, if I might need to involve someone else like your parents, the doctor or the college principal – you’re going to Inverness College, are you not?” She spoke with a calm authority which was not open to challenge and I simply nodded in response. “So I’ll see you tomorrow at 10am Angus – you make sure your on time with a good story for me! There will be consequences for your. I could not have denied you … not that I wanted to. How can we bottle that passion?" Send you over to Martin once a week," answered John with a laugh."What … no way!" shot back Deborah."No … just k**ding, darling. Just k**ding."There was silence between them for a while as they both continued to regather their normal breathing, then Deborah spoke. "That does appear to have been the spark, John." What's that, Deb?" I mean, I went over to Martin, did something I should never have done, and never.