46.) Going Home
"The Lord puts a curse on the homes of the wicked, but blesses the homes of the righteous." -Proverbs 3:33 Abigail: I am the first to wake in the morning. The waves crash on the shore, bringing me peace and tranquility. I sit up and rummage through my bag for some soap. I don’t want to appear on my guardian’s doorstep smelling like, well, smelling like a man. My bath the other day seems like it was ages ago, and I can smell the tunnel, a day of flying, and a night in a tent sick to me like moss on a tree. I grab a bar of soap and step out into the morning air. Last night’s fire hasn’t gone out completely, its smoke drifts away with the sea breeze. Knowing that everyone will wake soon, I walk down the shoreline until I know their vision will fail them. I undress and step into the
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