“Just missed The fleet” I hear a voice from behind me and turn around to see Jerry standing smiling in front of me. Happy to see him I hop up from my toes giving him an excited hug and a pat on the back. Man with a blue striped shirt, has worked for fleets Restaurant for many years running the bar and helping run the rest of the restaurant. The fleets Restaurant, an open windowed harbor house, sits just fronting Market Street, facing the market and a pleasant view of the harbor. “Jerry!” pulling back from the pat and giving laurel a smile. “It's been a long time, I don't see you as much as I'd thought” “Staying busy?” he asked. Mrs. Anderson nods her head yes with a smile and Mr. Jerry walks her to the bar. Mrs. Anderson sits at the bar for a short time ordering a beverage, a dirty martini and enjoying the view from the restaurant Overlooking the harbor. Talking to Jerry then making her way back to her car.