She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. When I'm alone I don't mind. There were probably others buried around the 13 house, she had seen a suspicious working refrigerator in the back of the garage mess, but she wasn’t about to check it out. Her back stiffened. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping.
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