Chapter 7
Solomon was determined to work the last week of the fourteen-day cruise, assuring his supervisors he was capable of performing.
For the first time since they talked in the infirmary, Mikhail approached Solomon in the kitchen and offered his hand. “Shalom. Welcome back.” They shook.
Solomon blinked back tears. “Shalom, my friend.”
A four-piece band played a variety of soft songs in the dining room. Diners were greeted, and dinners were served. It felt good to be back at work. Solomon was a little slower than normal, and Mikhail helped him.
Once desserts were served, the captain, in full uniform, appeared in the middle of the dining room with a cordless microphone. The music stopped. “Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please. I’m Captain Giovanni DiBari. As you know, severa
