Chapter 19 - The Sanctuary by the SeaWhen the spring term concluded, I took a week off to rent a quiet, beautiful blue cedar house perched on the rugged coastline of Cape May, far away from the relentless hum of the Boston financial district.
The ocean stretched out endlessly before me, meeting the horizon in a seamless line of deep, brilliant blue.
I sat on the wooden deck wrapped in a heavy wool cardigan, watching the crashing waves roll against the shore. No ghosts of a failed marriage lingered in the hallways. No laminated rules mocked my independence. Every brick, every beam, and every moment of peace belonged entirely to us.
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Lily played happily in the sand below, her laughter carrying up on the salt-heavy breeze.
I pulled my leather-bound journal from my bag, opened it to the very last blank page, and picked up my pen for the final entry.
