, “ as I throw back the second drink like it was a sip of water.“Thank god for that,” Duggan says as he takes his first sip. “What is she now... fifteen? sixteen?”“Eighteen today. Fucking great way to celebrate becoming an adult, your mom fucking dying.” I say in anger as I hurl the mug across my stateroom he porcelain shattering when it hits the bulkhead. Dug picks up the most recent picture I had of Rachel. She was 11 years old and waving at me as the carrier I was on was heading out to sea. It. I winked at her and told her that when should we be planning for the second time around. She told she needs to think about it. She too wanted but she will never say first. So I told her it’s a romantic rainy day and we are in absolute privacy.So let’s enjoy this and she just put the head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead while my hands were massaging her shoulders. I told her why not today let’s try here. She was paranoid about it. I told its safe here as half of the world is stuck in rains. Harry held up his wand as if to offer Clint a hand, and Clint quickly covered up, which brought laughter to everyone watching.“I told you to be careful.” Harry turned to see Hermione. “Your wand’s amplifying.” Harry held his wand up and looked at it. “Looks the same to me,” he said and slumped down on the bench, his back to the table. “Anything else?” she asked.“What did you and Ron talk about at lunch?” “I’m not going there, Harry,” she said emphatically. “If you have a question for Ron, ask. She looked up and smiled at me, as she handed the paper back to the young girls, and shook their hands. One of them hugged her, and they both walked away, talking excitedly, and she came over to me. “Must be fun being famous,” I said.“It’s a bit overwhelming some times,” Trish said, as we went over to order our meals.I didn’t answer, not really having anything to offer to that, and Trish said, “I get all this, umm,” and she paused, looking a little embarrassed, “I know it sounds big-headed, but.