Here is Part 2 of the story that I began on Monday, “Alone on a Boat”. This is written by my friend, Sharmishtha Basu. She posted my part as well, so scroll down if you’ve read my first part already.
The tangy sea-spray smelled like freedom to Angelique as she stepped out onto the deck. Dawn was close and the lightening sky promised a beautiful day to come.
She was only twenty and sailing around the world on her own. Her yachting father who had taught her to sail had tried halfheartedly to talk her out of the idea. Her superstitious mother would not let herself give voice to all the terrible scenarios in her mind, but she finally said, “Won’t you be lonely all by yourself?”
Ha! There was plenty of excitement, fatigue, terror, even boredom, but never loneliness. How could she feel lonely sailing her own craft across an ocean of white-flecked sapphire, with seabirds crying above her and fish flashing silver as they leaped around her bow?
It had been a month after she had set out from Lisbon, and she was now anchored in a deserted…
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