…not again... Sam sighed and trudged slowly through the fog toward her goal. He was waiting out there, and she could sense him though she couldn’t see him. He was waiting expectantly on a rock he couldn’t leave if he wanted to.
Sam’s stomach tightened as the silhouette solidified until Tobias stood clearly in front of her, arms wide. She stopped several feet away, he lowered his arms, and they stared at each other uncomfortably. Finally, she shook her head, “I don’t want to do this today.”
The smile fell off of Tobias’ face; he looked absolutely crushed.
No. Not today. She waved her hand and the entire dream dissolved into light.
Samantha woke feeling less rested than normal. She buried her face in her folded-up cloak which served as a pillow, tried and failed to get back to sleep. It wasn’t long before she went out into the darkness for a late night/early morning swim. The water was cold and the morning air colder, but there was no telling when she’d have the chance again, so she did her best to enjoy it. Hours later she dragged herself wearily up onto the beach, exhausted but relaxed.
The other Helmenites slept late. Sam quietly packed her gear and went to sit on the beach, waiting to see if her sister would actually find her. Her hair was still wet, and a book rested in her lap unread. She watched the waves pensively, opened a pieced of paper, read it, and then folded the paper back up and slipped it back into the book. The process repeated again and again as she pondered what she’d say if Cady did show up.