Excerpt from Chapter One New York City, January 1960 The passenger ship's engines shuddered before winding down to a slower pace. No more violent pitching and rolling now that land was in sight. Despite the raw air - it was still winter - the passengers streamed out on deck, some scanning the horizon with binoculars. Octavia clung to the railing like someone desperately trying to find her bearing, straining in vain to make out the faint contours of the Promised Land others claimed to have discovered. Only the seemingly endless expanse of the water rolling gently toward a wall of gray mist was visible to her naked eye. I must be patient a little longer, she told herself, although an astute observer would have detected a certain nervous impetuosity taking hold of her by the way she kept shifting her purse from one shoulder to the other, buttoning and unbuttoning the collar of her coat, and all the while licking the salt from her lips as if to prepare them for sweeter fare. Would Jeff be waiting for her at the dock? Would they recognize each other after two long years? Would he find her new svelte figure more attractive? These and many more questions awaiting satisfactory answers surged through her consciousness. Whither the Promised Land Reviews Dan Barnett, Chico E-R
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