Post by Charlotte Owens on Aug 31, 2006 16:37:09 GMT -5
I sat on the beach pulling my gown up to the tops of my toned white thighs, the lapping water washed over my legs. Sighing I raise my face to the pounding sun and try to push away my problems. As Jack's sister I was fearful for him and yet I couldn't do anything for him. There was no way for me to help him. I still had to keep my identity a secret although it was obvious from looking at me that we had similar features and similar habits. The pale lilac gown I wore grew wet with the waves, but I didn't give a d**n. I pushed my midnight-blue hair back from my face and raised my misty-green eyes to the heartbreaking blue sky.
