First Mates
Amy Pinkston
Curious. Ambitious. Determined.
That's what I used to be. Back in college. Before I got pregnant and married Mike.
Don't get me wrong. I was head-over-heels for Mike. I've always loved him. But I haven't been in love with him for a long time.
I don't know who he is anymore. And I don't think he does either.
All that's left is signing the papers. I'd love if they were here before the cruise. Either way, I'm considering myself a single woman from the moment I step aboard.
Who knows? Maybe I'll meet someone interesting.
Resigned. Angry. Sad.
That's what I was feeling two hours ago. When Cindy signaled the end. When I signed the damn papers.
But now I'm excited, committed, and scared out of my mind as I watch Seattle stretch into the distance.
I completely forgot we booked this cruise two years ago. Some would say that was the beginning of the end. They don't know what they're talking about because I quit trying years ago.
Some also say you don't know what you've got until you lose it. Those people should get a Nobel prize.
But now I know what I've lost and I've got two weeks to win her back. Two weeks where she can't run. Two weeks to prove I've changed. Unless she throws me overboard first.
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