The Cruise Ship Cabin Had Connecting Doors
Anniversary cruise with my husband. The couple next door wasn't married to each other. The connecting door "stuck" open on night three.
Greg wanted an anniversary cruise. I wanted sleep.
Next door: laughter, champagne, a door that should have stayed locked.
Night three the latch stuck—maintenance said humidity. Their eyes said invitation.
What followed was negotiated, whispered, bounded by ship midnight and return flights. Greg noticed I glowed. He credited the sea air.
We disembarked strangers again. I still hear waves when the house is quiet.
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