I explained less patiently that I wasn’t about to buy their overpriced crap and if she wasn’t going to give me a refund to get me someone who woul.... She sweetly smiled and explained that she was just passing along the wonderful offers the ship makes available to passengers. I said to refund me in ten seconds or get me her manager. It took her closer to fifteen seconds but I let it slide. Outside the terminal it was the usual family and friends trying to locate passengers and vice versa. Busses,. I paced through the parking lot filled with cars.My boyfriend doesn't know where I am. He would freak if he knew that I was here; he can be very over protective at times. But it was innocent enough, really. I'm meeting a friend -- a guy friend -- I haven't seen or heard from in a month.As I approached the sidewalk just a short distance away from the front door, I noticed a group of people standing in a circle. All male and smoking cigarettes. They catcalled and blew smoke in my direction as I. Couldn’t keep the city clean. I come along and do both. Got influence with the town council. Got downtown spruced up. Got the name changed to Pristine Valley.”“Yeah, it does seem pretty pristine, Father Fontane.”“Everett. Call me Everett. Do you mind if I call you Simon or would you prefer Father Dott? “Well, I’m not a priest anymore, which leads me to the question of why you called me here.” “Opportunity Simon. Opportunity.” He brushed back some of his white, cotton candy hair. “We’ll. He then came over to me and took something out of his pocket, whatever it was it was wrapped up in greasy paper, I didn't look at it, I couldn't look away from his eyes, they were the kindest, yet saddest eyes I'd ever seen.Dad offered him a job there and then, he knew nothing about him except that he'd been stealing from us, but he still offered him a job, it wasn't until he left that I looked at what he'd given me, it was a Victoria Cross!Even at my tender age, I'd heard about the Victoria.