BJ snuck himself onto the bridge for the special purpose. It was early morning. He was consistently up this early. He was going to leave a gift for the good captain. It was the day for love. Or at least, that was he had been told many years ago. And he had the perfect gift; a bouquet of flowers from the botanical gardens. He thought that would be nice.

BJ placed the bouquet on the Captain’s chair and made his way off the bridge.

Janzen