She wasn't nervous - she wasn't even scared. She didn't care about anyone else. She wanted on a boat now. She stood there, waiting for her name to be called. It wasn't a guarantee, but she was holding her breath, listening.
The boats were filling up fast and she was one of the last few in her block to have been notified of the mass exodus. She had gotten there late and had already missed her name being called once. Now it was dependent on luck. Were there others who missed their chance after her? Would there be room? Maybe people stayed home, wanting to try and wait it out.
All she wanted was to get on. Ship out to see. Get away. Be safe.
She was waiting for her name.
She couldn't hold her breath for much longer.
I want to know where she wants to go - continue this story!!!
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