CHAPTER 21
MIRIAMOrange and violet streaked along the horizon of the dawn sky as the sun rose, turning the ocean silvery. The pink sand sparkled in the morning light.
Miriam cradled her mug of steaming tea as the sun’s rays chased away the lingering chill in the air. The cool breeze stirred up the edge of the blanket she sat on. This was exactly what she wanted to do that one summer in school, but this was so much better than living out of a van.
For the last week, they camped on the beach. Well, camping in the sense that they landed the ship on an uninhabited island. The ship apparently was the glamping model and came with a pop-up tent the size of a studio apartment. By night, she lounged in the shade of the tent, swam when the mood took her, made love when they pleased, and had all t
