The Yacht Trip, The Memorial, And The Gift They Never Expected

a storm hit. At the time, it had felt like a fun, mildly rebellious skill to impress my fellow deckhands, something to make me feel competent and capable in a world where I usually felt overlooked.

Now, standing on this abandoned yacht with my family’s betrayal still burning in my veins, it felt like the only thread between me and the void, the only continue reading …