The handsome couple took ownership of the forty-five-foot sailboat. The salesman asked, “Have you picked a name.”

The husband responded, “The Huntress.”

The wife raised an eyebrow. “I know a sailboat is a chick magnet. You better not be hunting babes with this.”

“Considering neither one of us can handle our baby alone and the decision to leave the life of schedules and live on her was a mutual dream, my sweet, I don’t think you have a thing to worry about.”

“Then what are we hunting?”

“Peace, good food, and drink at any port we dock in.”

“Excellent.”