I was with Little Sister and my mother going through all the old buildings in some ex-town. Many of the buildings had been converted to gift shops or junk shops. As we were getting ready to call it a day, some ships pulled up to the dock. If you went down to the ships, you could get free food, a hairut for a nickel and other good deals.
The sailor serving the fruit clearly liked Little Sister a lot because he gave her a double helping and wouldn't give me any more. I guess I got my feelings hurt over this. After that, I climbed up in a bell tower someplace that I wasn't supposed to be. (I typed that phrase yesterday, too.)