The creaking wouldn’t stop. The sound crushed her soul, along with the metal cage closing in around her. She blocked it out by cupping her ears but she knew it was still there. Reverberations sent shivers up her spine, reverberations that echoed into the great deep below, into the great expanse of nothingness, cold, darkness, and despair.

Meghan didn’t know how long it would take to sail from Miami to Sandy Point but she knew she would be shaking, curling into a ball, the entire time. And she had only been in the car for twenty minutes! Could the transport ship be any louder with its low humming and ruckus of the working crewmen going around the other cars parked on the ship, yelling and joking? She peaked out the back passenger window and saw a man with headphones laughing stupidly. Beyond him was the expanse of the Atlantic, rippling blue, undulating with sickening motion. She ducked down when the man turned toward the SUV. If she was caught now, they might just take her back to Miami. It had been so long since Meghan had seen her mother ever since she moved to the islands. Her mother knew she was afraid of the ocean and her father had left her with a babysitter back on land. But her father couldn’t have expected that she’d stowaway in his SUV, and probably wouldn’t have cared either way Read More