First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Good Thieves
Vita set her jaw and nodded at the city in greeting, as a boxer greets an opponent before a fight.
She stood alone on the deck of the ship. The sea was wild and stormy, casting salt spray thirty feet into the air, and all the other passengers on the ocean liner, including her mother, had taken sensible refuge in their cabins.
But it is not always sensible to be sensible.
