March 8, 1797
The coach lurched as it hit yet another bump in the road, jostling Granger into Kerry, who was sitting next to him. It was stuffy, but opening the window a bit didn’t seem to alleviate that; it merely made it colder inside. Granger was trying to be good company, and to remain in good spirits, but he was finding it difficult. He’d undoubtedly be leaving his command, the ship that he’d grown to love. Belvidera was a ship that was an excellent sailer, but only if o