“He stood by the kitchen table in his heavy winter coat and wouldn’t even take it off.”

“Then give yourself permission to rest while you’re out here on the water,” June said gently, placing her hand over mine.

“You can’t solve a crisis back in Tennessee while you’re standing on a moving ship.”

“My sister Lynn thought I was out of my mind for coming,” I admitted.

“Your sister was right to send you,” June said.

“You needed a week to remember that the world is still turning.”

The next evening at eight, the main dining room was crowded with passengers waiting along the carpeted promenade for open tables.