Jan 09

Boats In The Bai (Chapter 1)

You see a girl walking in the parking lot at work. You know she doesn’t work there. Her long brunette hair covers part of her face, but you can still tell she’s about 15 or 16. White-washed ripped jeans and her baggy sweatshirt give that away quite easily. School doesn’t start for another hour. You wonder why she would leave the house this early in the morning. Then you see that she isn’t heading toward school. She’s heading toward the bay. The morning sun rising over the bay casts a faint orange and pink glow over the resting ships. Your coworker interrupts your train of thought and you head to work. You soon forget all about the girl and continue with your day.