Stoneaxe bay, Blake stood motionless in the docks, admiring his brand-new sail barge. If his gaze could burn a hole in its sails, the ship would have already caught on fire. Likewise, Simon the shipwright stood beside him, giving the man a slap in the back.
SLAP! "Boy, do you like her that much? Snap out of it! You'd made your wife jealous with your endearing gaze." Simon spoke.
"I just couldn't believe it. I don't even have my own patch of land being the third son, and now I have my very own ship. Father told me to have the first one as a reward for business, and boy she's a beauty. I couldn't thank you enough, Mr. Simon. You have outdone yourself." Blake replied, still dazed. "I have decided, I'll name this one after my wife, S.S. Nora." the man proclaimed.
"What does S.S. stand for?" Julius asked Blake.
"Shepherd Ship?" Blake blushed.
