A. G. Harrison 
Miles Away 

By most women’s standards, he would be considered rakishly handsome, while the men he did business with sometimes called him a pretty boy. He was an old hand at barroom fighting and seldom lost a fight. And he was used to spending long hours running around his boat as it heeled over to port or starboard under full sail, or by swimming every chance he got, his body was in exceptionally good shape.