SUNDAY AFTERNOON
Rain Song had wrapped for the weekend--and Gene was taking advantage of the
Sunday afternoon to take a stroll by the New England seaside. Her thoughts
traveled back to family vacations when the Marshalls left Cos Cob for their
cottage on the coast. Walking along the wharf in her casual Sunday best, she stopped at a small
stand that sold souvenirs. The grizzled salt who ran the stand was deftly
assembling a ship-in-a-bottle when Gene walked in. He looked up, and his tired
eyes grew brighter as he squinted at her. �Scuse me, miss--but don�t I know you?� he said. Gene blushed prettily. �I don�t think so, captain. My name is Katie--I�m from
Cos Cob...� �Been a lot of places, but I never been there,� the captain said. He thought
for a minute, then snapped his fingers. �Of course--you look just like that
pretty movie star, Miss Gene Marshall. She�s one of my favorites.� An impish smile played around Gene�s lips. �But you know,� the captain went on, �you�re pretty enough to be a movie star
yourself! Didja ever think of going out to Hollywood and getting into the moving
pictures?� Gene�s eyes sparkled. �All the time, sir--all the time! And thank you for the
compliment. And by the way, captain, that�s a lovely ship-in-a-bottle--is it for
sale?�
 
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