The Long Road Home by J H Morgan
not a victim anymore, when you’re suddenly a survivor?”
Emily lay back on the grass and stared at the evening sky.
“Have you ever been pulled out to sea by a rip current?”
She asked Casey.
Casey shook her head.
“One second you’re just swimming around having fun and
the next second a wave dumps you under and a violent
current grabs you and tosses you around until you don’t
know which direction the surface is.
You kick and you thrash, but you only seem to get more and
more disorientated and you can’t breathe and you’re
Then you finally break the surface and take in a lungful of
air and you become a survivor, and everyone thinks you’ve
done it, that everything’s going to be okay now. But you
haven’t. You’re still in the sea, desperately trying to stay
afloat, the shore never quite within reach. Sometimes the
undertow pulls you back under, and even when the water’s
calmer, you’re having to kick and swim non-stop just to
breathe. The water’s still all around you, threatening to
swallow you back in and take you under. Survival is just
about trying to breathe. It’s not living, it’s just being alive
and there’s a difference.”