Chapter 97

Norfolk was quiet, it was homely and Virginia hadn’t realized how much she missed it until she returned. She had nothing against San Diego but the Pacific was not home. And Virginia hoped she would never have to leave it again. She was outside her berth, catching up on all the work she’d left behind in her mad dash over the ice cap. At least she’d regained enough trust that she actually had paperwork to do again. Once she had cursed it but Virginia vowed she’d never say a bad work against paperwork again. It was a sign she was still deputy.