CHAPTER 30
ADMIRAL PARKER KNOCKS at General Taylor’s door. He waits a few seconds. When he’s about to try again, the door swings open.
“Hey, Parker. Come on in; we’re just having a drink. What can I get you?”
“A beer would be great.” Taylor goes for the beer while his wife, Becka, greets Parker. “So lovely to see you. It’s been a long time. Eight years, isn’t it?”
“I’m not sure, but you might be right. Too long.”
“Oh, you devil. Take a seat.” She leads the admiral to the couch where an attractive woman, in Parker’s opinion, sits. “I’d like you to meet my sister, Julie. She’s visiting with us for a week or so.”
Parker extends his hand, and she doesn’t hesitate to take it. He finds her warm touch comforting and hopes his calloused hand doesn’t cause her to regret the handshake. She smi
