Meanwhile, Clyde had to have reached her hiding place behind the Wieringen island, whilst Hyperion was anchored with furled sails behind the Vogel Zan... sandbank, her anchor ready for slipping, and her crew on battle stations."She's heading straight for us, sir!" the midshipman in the foretop yelled. "Two miles!" Mr. Carling, let's bring her around. Slowly! I want us to go about slowly. Stand ready with the spanker sail if we get caught in stays!"Syren went about as clumsily as possible. Her. She could feel the deep pain in her leg from where the IED had caught her. Little did she know that within a few hours of landing, she'd lose her left leg, just below her knee.It was the wheels of the plane as it touched the ground that jerked Delaney out of her memories and made her shake. She knew it was PTSD that caused her to tremble, and she had to remind herself, she would be fine. There was only one person on the earth who could have gotten her on a plane again this soon, and that person. I don't know where they got the power for it, but a rock-crushing level of hip-hop music blared over the straining outboard's grinding whine.I wished them past me. I wanted my solitude. I knew that soon I'd raise my sail and kill the little diesel engine that was motoring me along right now, and solitude would be the result. Speed? I was thundering along at six and a half knots and I could hear the water burbling in my wake.The party barge passed all too close. I saw one blonde head pop up,. “I have everything in my car,” she said.“Are you sure this is the right thing to do?” I asked a final time.She nodded, “I need a change. I probably should have done this when I left Kenneth. If I need them, my family and some old friends are in Boston. It’s not that far away.”“Where will you stay?” Jessica asked.“I found a room for rent in Londonderry by calling a few realtors yesterday afternoon. It’s a small town in the southern part of the state. I’ll stay there until I find the property I.