Captain Bob called me on the phone and asked, “Would you like to go on a mission?”

“Of course” I heard myself say.

“Can you come right now?”

“Yes,” I lied just a little.  I’d have to cancel a few activities.

“So, what are we doing?”

Captain Bob explained, “Thick fog is rolling in, it’ll be a good night for a search mission. It’s going to be cold and wet. Do you have warm clothes to bring?

“Yes”, I lied just a little again.  When I moved south, I gave away all my warm clothes. I couldn’t bare those memories. They were like a wall, visible and so very dark. I shivered all the way to the dock.

Captain Bob was waiting on his tugboat, Juxtaposition.

It was not much to look at but the tug had a calming, healing presence.

Captain cautioned, “Tonight will be busy, could get messy.”