December 28, 1800
Ursula
Arensburg, Courland
“We must get a man to von Beckendorf,” Granger told Schein quietly. They were in a small cabin they’d commandeered from the second mate. The guard was above them on the quarterdeck and had shown no inclination to wander through the ship, so Granger felt safe for the moment. That could change in an instant if, when they relieved this guard, they left a new guard who was a martinet in his place.
“I am not sure how to do that,
October 10, 2003
Escorial
Palo Alto, CA
Will
I was pulled out of my deep slumber by loud banging on my door. “Will!” I heard my father call.
“What?” I asked, without even making an effort to hide my annoyance.
“We’re looking for Colin,” he said, but much more nicely, since he knew he’d pissed me off by banging on my door. “We can’t find him.”
Colin was sitting up in the bed next to me, spazzing out. “Relax,” I said to him quietly, then spoke louder to
October 10, 2003
Bristol, CT
JJ
“I’ll pick you up on Sunday then?” the driver asked. I looked skeptically at the dwelling that corresponded to the address Carullo had given me. There was a long hideous building that presumably contained individual townhouses, and it was connected at a 45-degree angle to a similar building, forming what was a courtyard of sorts. Presumably parking was in the back. The first floor was brick, while the upper level was covered by a hip roof,
Black Widow
October 10, 2003
Escorial
Palo Alto, CA
Brad
For tonight’s big dinner, the table had been rearranged in a way that was entirely different than it had been in the past. JP sat at the head of the table as usual, but Mother and Frank had moved down to his left side, while Stef, Claire, Jack, Mike, Beverly, and I grouped at that end. At the other end, where Mother usually sat, Marie took her place, with the younger crowd arranged around her. Mike’s tw
December, 1800
HMS Valiant
Visby, Sweden
“Mr. Weston, please have the hands lay aft,” Granger ordered. He stood on his quarterdeck, savoring these last few minutes of command. His eyes took in everything as the whistles blew and the men came scurrying into the waist, while the marines and his officers lined up behind him. Winkler and Jacobs paused by the entry port, waiting for this ceremony to end, so they could start their new adventure.
“Hands assembled, my lord,”
October 9, 2003
The Brooklyn Bridge
New York, NY
JJ
I looked at the people in their cars around me, many of whom were honking like idiots, and all of whom were frustrated. I just smiled and relaxed into the soft leather seats of my Maybach, confident that with the dark windows they couldn’t see me while I could still laugh at them. I had the privacy divider up between me and the driver to more fully enjoy my rolling cocoon, so it was no surpris
They have their own pot forest (ok, a few plants) so let's how Aunt Kat doesn't smoke that much.
I don't think meds will change JJ's drama queen nature or his self-absorption. Hydrochloroquine certainly isn't a cure for it.
December, 1800
HMS Valiant
Visby, Sweden
Granger was awakened by Winkler shaking him. “My lord, it is almost dawn.” Granger had spent most of the night writing and must have fallen asleep at his desk. He looked down at the letters arrayed in front of him, a testament to his labor.
“Thank you,” Granger said as he yawned. “Can you pass the word for Patton?”
“Aye aye, my lord,” Winkler said. Granger had taken care to finish his official letters so Patton could copy them