Shippers are loyal, supporting their ship through thick and thin. Sometimes, one half of a ship does something truly unforgivable. Yet, we inexplicably find ourselves forgiving as we hope and pray for a reconciliation.
Rebecca: Where are you from again? Josh: West Covina, California. 91791! Rebecca: West Covina, I remember that. That's near the beach, right? Josh: Yeah, only two hours...well, four in traffic.
