flesh beneath his palms was Stella’s. ‘You’ve turned into a real landlubber, haven’t you?’ he teased.
She stared at him for a moment. ‘You changed her name?’ she asked breathlessly.
He shrugged as he smiled down at her flummoxed face. ‘I promised you.’
Stella thumped his arm and ignored his theatrical recoil. ‘I was seven years old,’ she yelled.
She stormed to the edge and looked over at the six yellow letters, her eyes filling with tears.
Stella.
‘You don’t like it?’
She blinked her tears away and marched back to him and thumped his chest this time. ‘I love it, you idiot! It’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me.’ Then she threw herself into his arms.
Not even her father had named a boat after her.
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