The ship pulls away from the shore just before sunrise, and I watch from a porthole as the city grows smaller and further away. My ability to back out of this absurd plan fades into the horizon.
Now, we are too far out for the city to be visible, and I’m feeling ever so slightly nauseous.
I wonder about Tati. Is she seasick? She sometimes gets motion sick in the car if she’s reading a book while we drive. Does anyone have any medicine for her? Is Courtney able to help her?
I want to see them so badly. Knowing they are on the ship with me is harder than not knowing where they are. I want to search every crevice of the place until I find them.
I tried to bring up the topic casually during poker, but a man with a large tiger tattooed on his arm shut down the line of questioning, assuring
