The paddle wheeler, The Savannah River Queen, was decked out in full regalia. Lights were strung from prow to stern, beckoning the daring to come take a chance in the dark—on the river—at night.
“If you’d rather do something else…” he began, but her clutch on his arm told him no.
“I’ve never been on a riverboat!” The wonder in her voice made him smile.
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