From the Journal of Lorraine Ellis

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From the Journal of Lorraine Ellis

April 12, 1923

 

 

Giving into insanity is a usual.  That is why I now find myself in England. 

After a week at sea, we docked in Liverpool.  Traveling all through my childhood, I had stopped getting sick a long time ago.  Now, I loved standing up on deck, watching the water pass underneath the ship, the spray and salty sea air hitting my face in the sunlight.

Now, we are making the trek south.  I do not know exactly where we are going, but Father does.  I hold the map while he drives toward the circle drawn on the paper. 

What awaits us, I do not know. 

What he thinks he will find…well, I do not know that either.

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