The water thrashed around her legs, she reached down with her free hand and splashed water up to her face before her attention went to the book in her other. The reason she left the cabin, to escape if it was only for a couple hours. Though more than a couple had passed she still had not opened the book. One of a collection, given to her by her mother on her eighteenth birthday. It was more than just the book that made her smile now, the memory of her mother’s smile that day always stayed with her.