“Ohhh yes,” said Elaine dryly. “He’s awake all right. Has been for a while now. At this rate, though, he’ll peter out for a nice afternoon nap.”
Myrtle stood up and gingerly picked up Jack to let him stand on her seat. “See that, Jack? Look on the rocks there. Those white specks are mountain goats!”
“Are they?” asked Elaine.
“According to the people yelling on the other side of the lounge, they are,” said Myrtle. “And you might just get to see a humpback whale that’s been following alongside the ship.”
Jack jumped up and down on the seat and Elaine quickly removed him and held his hand tightly. “Jack and I are going to get a nice breakfast. Preferably one with no sugar in it whatsoever.”
Miles smiled and took another cautious sip of his coffee. He winced again.
“Were you able to get
