The Hut Line

When Sally got the call, she was just waking up from an all-too brief night’s sleep. February had her in it’s grip and she was bored. As assistant architect and project engineer for the biggest project on the east coast she had plenty of responsibility but only trivial work remained. She had no energy left and the nearest she’d come to a real date was dropping a tip in the pizza guy’s jar on her way home. She craved challenge, something vital, stimulating. Most of all she had to get out of New Jersey. The whole idea was born in Aruba during an early morning chat in Oceanic’s hut line, and all the earlybird owners were in on it. Hey, why not? It would be an adventure and it would effect each of them one way or another. After all there were almost a billion dollars at stake, an all-girl adventure on the high seas, drug smugglers, handsome sailors, jobs for hundreds of people, a new love … even some wrongs would get righted. Vacations really are all about renewal.