SEAL Encounter by Sharon Hamilton

Author:Sharon Hamilton [Hamilton, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B008CUKK7S
Published: 2012-06-18T21:00:00+00:00

Christy decided to go down to the harbor to look at the boats. There was a place her mother had taken her that served clam chowder and had French bread flown in from San Francisco. She wasn’t missing her City by the Bay, but a taste of something familiar while she charted out her new course would help keep her nerves in check.

For some reason, she was afraid to let go of this magical place. Felt like she was selling her mom’s memory too.

She unpacked and quickly changed into a comfortable pair of blue jeans that practically hung off her. She’d been losing weight.

Not a good sign.

She donned a light yellow sweatshirt with the Golden Gate Bridge logo on it. She slipped her toes into blue leather flat-heeled Mary Janes. They were the same color as her jeans, and the most comfortable shoes she owned.

Walking into the bathroom, she lay out her makeup bag, took out her brush and clipped her blonde hair up at the back of her head, letting golden wisps cascade down the back framing her bangs in front. With the addition of some mineral powder, light pink blush and cherry lip-gloss, she was good to go.

Better. She searched her face in the bathroom mirror, and knew she needed more rest to eliminate the grey semicircles forming under her eyes.

Christy grabbed her mother’s keys, slipped her favorite pair of Swarovski crystal sunglasses on her nose.

She rode the elevator alone to the sparse lobby. Grey tumbled marble in herringbone pattern lay underneath her feet, as well as along the four walls all the way to the ceiling. Through heavy steel and glass doors an inch thick, she waved at the deskman and pushed her way out, into the sunny afternoon of San Diego.

It only took her ten minutes to walk to the marina. Across the inlet lay Coronado Island, where a cruiser was making its way inland, very slowly. Men in white uniforms on deck, waving at the people on shore. A couple of them whistled at girls in sweats running along the marina jogging course.

Christy was soothed by the sounds of water lapping against the hulls of the boats docked there. Rigging and grommets clanged against poles. Wind chimes tinkled in the afternoon breeze. A couple of tanned beauties in bikini tops and cutoffs were preparing a barbeque on board a huge yacht. A group of six senior citizens were gathered at a locked metal gate that advertised a dinner cruise. Kids walked with dogs or skipped ahead of parents. A group of young freshly buzz-cut sailors, looking hardly old enough to grow beards, walked four abreast and tipped their caps at Christy as they passed by. She could feel their eyes on her behind, but didn’t turn to check. Several couples walked hand in hand.

Christy’s stomach clenched as something pooled inside her. It spread like a black cape covering her shoulders, weighing her down.

I’m all alone.

She shivered, shaking herself to rid her body of the feeling. The air had chilled.

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