I had been its staff, and staff do not get to sit down.
The peace I felt on that ship was not loneliness dressed up.
It was the specific, enormous relief of a person who has finally been permitted to stop serving.
Chapter 14 — You Can’t Disown Someone Who’s Already Free
On the fourth night, anchored off Cozumel, my phone rang in the suite.
It was Noelle.
“Imogen.” She was half-laughing already.
“What is happening on that boat?”
“I’m having a very peaceful evening on my balcony,” I said.
“Why?”