Literature
DPNext: Preface
The midday sun lolled in the clear blue topaz sky, casting a warm glow on the calm Atlantic waters. Miles from the Floridian coast, a cruise ship slowly glided southeast, bound for Nassau. On its deck, among those lying in the long lounge chairs was Steve Marmel.
A relaxed but ever-sly smile remaining on his lips, he opened his eyes slowly, gazing up, then down at a handwritten note which he'd pulled from his pocket once again.Well, you said you needed more than a free ride on Space Mountain, will a year's worth of cruises do? I still owe you a tremendous debt for all you've done for me and Walt's company. You are sorely missed, Steve, but