The Joy of Sailing

"From my spot towards the bow I can hear the gentle murmur of voices coming from the wheel, just audible above the waves. I turn my face towards the sun and the breeze, taking a pause from my book to admire Fritha's smoothness as she slices through each wave. The crew are around me preparing for a tack and I smile at how good life is right now, before jumping up to help."

-Ava, 17