Taking Her Leave
A young girl stood at the prow of a boat in the harbor of No Man's Landing. The sky overhead was dark and covered in thick clouds. The clock tower struck midnight as the boat pulled out into the harbor.
a breeze from the open ocean caught a few brown strands from her ponytail and blew them onto her cheek. The white fabric of her blouse stirred ever so slightly with each breath. The boat's engine chugged to life and carried it's sole passenger out to sea. The eyes behind her mask gazed steadily out over the water. Why she was leaving may always remain a secret to those she left behind. She would be missed, more than she knew.