The Anchor I Cut Loose
Language: en
My husband is the captain of an international cargo ship, spending ten months out of the year out on the ocean. I had always trusted him implicitly. But I had a little private ritual that no one ever noticed. Every time his ship docked for supplies, I would invite the First Officer’s wife out for a few drinks. Her husband was a man of few words, but she was chatty and a terrible lightweight. We’d talk about family gossip, ship drama, and usually, by the third drink, she’d lean in and say something revealing. “Your husband is incredibly romantic. Last month when the ship docked in…