The Shadow Captain

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Cara Wainwright had long since grown accustomed to the looks she got from the others, looks that said, “What can you offer a Captain that I cannot?” or, “You think you’re better than us, you and your Captain,” or, “Watch your back, sister. Perhaps I’ll take your Captain from you.” It didn’t usually bother her. But today, out in the village and at the market, she couldn’t help noticing the way they watched her, some with only curiosity in their faces, others with open hatred. It made her alone, loving a Captain. But that love was worth any price, and she hoped this was the answer those others saw in her eyes.

“Will that be all, honey?”

Cara focused on the vendor, a middle-aged woman who smiled at her in a way that made her feel not so isolated. This had been her home for twenty-seven years; perhaps she was imagining things.

Carrying her vegetables in a pouch over her shoulder, Cara left the market and started up the slow hill that led to the top of the high bluff. She could have bought a car, with all the money Rafael was always insisting she take. But she already felt conspicuous for the house he had bought her. And she liked walking.

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