13. The Ship
The pinks, and peach, and orange of the sky looked beautiful as it was mirrored on the sea. I had stayed up all night against the wishes of my mother. Even if I had wanted to sleep, I knew I couldn't, not on this day. I stayed up the whole night, watching the horizon, and now at sunrise I am still watching.
Watching and waiting,
Sitting on the pier I would be one of the first people to see it and see my father. The day followed, taking too long to spend. My mother brought me food and little Nancy played in my lap for a while. I refused to leave until I saw Father. My mother smiled fondly at me, but something was there, in her smile.
Her smile made me uneasy. It rained in the evening and as the sun was setting, I saw it. I stood up, staring at the horizon, squinting to see if it truly was there or was just a figure of my imagination. But it was there, the ship on where my father worked.
I shouted in glee, anyone who was around would wonder what was going on. But nobody seemed to understand my happiness to see my father. It seemed like ages when the ship reached the port. I waited patiently, watching the workers unload their goods, watching the families meet their loved one.
Jack approached me, tears in his eyes. "Amelia, your father is lost at see."