Free ROCKED BY THE WAVES by Alisa Grey

and... scared. I would leave my family.
    «Yes, yes I did. I’ll write a letter for my dad».
    He looked at me. I reached out and touched his chest. I was feeling much better now that he was with me.
    «I just want to be with you. But I need to write to dad».
    «Alright then».
    We were both whispering. Then he left.
    At dinner, I told Alex Sam had come home. He didn’t seem to care about that. I had written the letter and Sam delivered it to dad on the day after. That was it.
     

CHAPTER 8
    LIFE IS MADE OF TRAVELS
    “The most mysterious place you can discover is a man’s heart.”
    Maruja Torres
     
     
    We needed to do two things. Sam needed to tell Angus he had something to do outside London: this would give him the chance to go away for a few days. He would take my luggage with him and hide it somewhere. He would then deliver in secret my father’s reply to my letter to me. On the morning after, I would pretend to go shopping. I would tell Alex I also needed to borrow some books from the British Library and would join Sam instead.
    We had it all worked out. When I finally joined Sam, at nine o’ clock in the morning, we hurried to the railway station. We needed to take the train first, then we would take a boat and then another train. We would therefore sail to North America. Sam provided me with fake papers to show to anyone who needed to check on our identity.
    We were a young couple. We were the Campbells. It was a very popular name. We had second class tickets. We would stop in Halifax for a few days and look for an estate to buy.
    I was happy, I loved him very much. He had had a good night’s sleep and he seemed much more relaxed than the previous week. When we met, we didn’t kiss. We were still being careful.
    When we got on the train, I hugged him and he hugged me back. He kissed my hair every so often. I smiled at him. There was no need to talk.
    When we got on the boat, I saw that my beloved country was becoming smaller and smaller. When it disappeared, I kissed Sam. He was the one and I didn’t care about anything else.
    I felt the wind upon my skin. I felt like screaming, laughing and jumping. I held Sam’s hand and we looked each other in the eyes. Our dream was coming true.
    «I love you, Claire. I love you so much. I always think of you... I don’t want to part from you ever again.»
    I caressed his cheek. His lips were perfect and he was beautifully charming.
    «I love you too. I don’t want to see... him... ever again.»
    We got on the second train and I felt asleep upon Sam’s shoulder. We got to Le Havre and Sam led the way. It was noisy and the the air smelt bad.
    It started raining but I didn’t notice, not until my clothes got completely wet. We got to the guest-house we were staying at. It was packed with sailors and... well, women. They were wearing provoking outfits and kept looking at Sam.
    We got to our room and he shut the door behind us.
    «I’m sorry, it’s not a very nice place. But no one will ever look for us here».
    I sat on the bed. He was still standing on the doorway, his back against the door. I told him to sit next to me.
    «Please, come here, Sam. The door’s shut. There’s nothing to be worried about. Come here... come on, help me get undressed. My clothes are terribly wet and I don’t want to catch a cold».
    He turned red. I had provoked him.
    «Don’t you want to help me? Come on... please... I’m too tired to take off my corset by myself...»
    He looked at me. He was thinking about something. Things were becoming real. We had left London for good. We needed to rebuild our lives.
    He finally approached and helped me get undressed. He hugged me and I felt happy.
    «Are you okay, Sam? Why are you worried?», I asked smoothly.
    He caressed my cheek and then he kissed me.
    «It’s just that... you’re so beautiful. You’re so perfect... I’m not sure I deserve you».
    I started undressing him. I kissed his chest and said: «I love you».
    We hugged. We