The Reunion

“You know,” her voice grew softer, “you really are a hero. The way you stand up for the people who work for you. Look at what you did for Toshio. You fought off those marines in the hotel bar like you did. It was nice of you to come over to see him. He leaves for the Philippines tomorrow and you seemed to be the highlight of his trip. You really are a good man. It comes to you naturally. Look at the way you stood up to the admiral. You found his weakness and exploited it.”

Summers found her last statement interesting but decided to follow up on the most obvious. “The truth be known, Lieutenant, until I saw Dick’s reaction, I had no idea what his weakness was.”

For the first time since they were dancing Handcock’s body seemed to pull away from Summers. Her hands stopped rubbing his back and neck returning to where they should be. Her smile remained, but her eyes gave her away.

Summers continued, “I could care less what the man does on his free time as long as it doesn’t affect how he performs his job. I’m not throwing rocks, Lieutenant. I don’t care who you or he sleeps with. It’s none of my business. If you get caught the navy will deal with it, not me. I just want to be able to do my job without having to have a firefight with the admiral every time we meet.”