Chapter 8
Danielle
I wonder if I could touch the sea, how would it be? Will it swallow me, harm me, or will it wrap its loving arms around me? I wonder. . .Or will it lead me safe to the harbor? If I could touch the sea, I’d only see a reflection of me. No storm or tide so big will ever distort the image therein. Who I am is already set, but who I will be has yet to be seen. It all depends on where the sea takes me.
It’s now August 8th, the first day of school. Thank God. I think the boys need it more than anything, just to see a familiar face, you know. We’ve been back in Beachton for almost two months now. I felt that the boys needed to be in a familiar place. If there was one good thing that I learned with James, it was that Hoover’s Shelter helps single parents, in which case, I now
