ROYCE

If she wants to go back to the port, a question is no longer needed. Looking at her innocent face was enough.

"I'll take you there," I said before she could even ask. I lightly squeezed her shoulder, and I led her back to the chair, dialing the captain's number while pacing back and forth.

"Please turn us back to the port right now, and please speed it up," I ordered.

I brought a chair close to hers and sat on it. "What happened?

"Mom took dad to the hospital; he might have another heart attack," she clenched her fist.

"I ordered the captain to turn us back to...