One Lost Summer (Part 8, page 1 of 43)

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Part 8


She awoke the next morning feeling emotionally exhausted and almost physically ill with what had happened between Thomas and herself; and by proxy the others as well. Seeing them only made things worse. No one spoke to her when she emerged the next morning, which only prompted her to say nothing, fearing that she could only make matters worse.

Why had she done such a stupid, stupid thing? Why did she feel so betrayed? Why was she feeling so hurt, so angry, with the others and with herself?

The ship, which until now had been the very expression of freedom for her, seemed suddenly to have become a sort of prison. There was no escaping what had happened. There was no running away. No avoiding the others. No getting off the boat and simply walking away . . .

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