Elissa watched him go before sitting down to read the book. It didn’t take long for her eyes to start bothering her. She knew not to read without her glasses, but was so bored and lonely she was desperate for something to do to pass the hours until Joseph came back. She closed the book and moved to the windows, looking out at the sea. The feeling of being a prisoner finally setting in as she gazed out the window. She couldn’t go where she liked on the ship, couldn’t help out with sailing, and would be abandoned the moment they reached France. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. 

Elissa thought Joseph believed her now about them being friends, but that hadn’t really changed anything. Her mind began to wander back to the earlier events before breakfast, a flush coming to her cheeks. That moment had been nice, she just wished it had lasted longer. With a sigh she moved back to the couch to try reading some more. The story was interesting, at least the little part she had read. Slowly, however, her eyes got blurry again and she dozed off, the book resting open on her chest.