CHAPTER Eight (From The Ship)

  FIVE DAYS LATER...

  At the saloon of the moving ship was where Ximena sat, a book in her hand while she tried getting over the distractions. Of course, there would always be a distraction at the saloon - the men playing cards, those playing table tennis and the women nattering and giggling endlessly. Everyone there had a partner or company, but being the isolated person she had grown to become, she sat alone - right there at the extreme of the room.