"Want a Green Isaac's Special?"
"Fine, make it a Special."
Where Thomas Hudson lay on the mattress his head was in the shade cast by the platform at the forward end of the flying bridge where the controls were and Eddy came aft with the tall cold drink made of gin, lime juice, green coconut water and chipped ice with just enough Angostura bitters to give it a rusty rose color. He held the drink in the shadows so the ice would not melt while he looked out over the sea.
Islands in the Stream
-- Part I, Bimini