The Captain Knew Me Before the Passenger Did

who he’s named after?”

He nodded. “Since he was eight. He had a school project about heroes. My wife thought he’d pick some baseball player. He wrote about you.”

I stared at the phone a little too long.

“Dan,” I said finally, “you really didn’t have to make this weird.”

He grinned. “Too late.”

Then his face settled.

“I need to ask you something, and if the continue reading …