A light, tickling breeze brushed my hair and danced across my skin. The scent of the seawater was definitely not unfamiliar, but there was something wholly different about at the same time. A crispness and liveliness that did not exist in Berrybrook thrived in Tropic Luna. The tingling of the bright sunlight illuminating the world unceasingly further amplified the exotic atmosphere. The stretch of ocean before me was nearly infinite. It was only partially blocked by a fog covered island in the distance. With an unfocused gaze, I stared straight ahead at it. I should have been ecstatic in that moment. There I was on a gorgeous rented house boat anchored on the edge of one of several tropical islands with two days ahead of me to do whatever I wanted. However, I couldn't focus on my fortuitous situation and only concentrate on how my fortuitous situation had me feeling so down. I sighed, not noticing the person coming up from behind me until she was right there.


