Title To Come
By beautiful oblivion
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In a class the size of a small football team, you’d think even the most shy person could find a friend. Or even just somebody to talk to. But it seemed to Zoë that an outsider never became friends with the natives when it came to Offshores, Iceland.
Stationed as a caption in the Marines, Zoë Sandler’s father moved towns frequently. And not wanting to lose touch with his family, seventeen year old Zoë and fourteen year old David were hustled all over the world after Dear Old Dad. Mother Dearest had passed away four years ago, just as Zoë was starting high school, and therefore didn’t have to pack up every eight months.
This time, the destination was remote Offshores, a small town on the northern tip of Iceland. Population: 250. The scenery was beautiful, but the town sat on the coast of the country, next to the water, and Zoë was deathly afraid of the ocean.
The teacher called out her name and Zoë looked up and spoke without thinking.
“In 1736, Robert Chavez was hanged for pirating a ship off the coast of Spain, and murdering all on board; one of which was the illegitimate daughter of Sir Francis Ramirez, the would-be king of Spain. Problem is Robert was never near that ship the day it went down. In fact, he was in what is now the Keys, where many people gave witness to him “Indulging in worldly pleasures.” But Chavez was hanged anyway for his history of disobedience to the throne. The actual fate of the Spanish ship Maria is to this day unknown.”
When Zoë finished, the class remained silent. Suddenly realizing that her comment wasn’t widely known, Zoë sank even further in her seat and tried to hide her obviously too large head. she had learned early on that people like her, people that moved a lot, had to either learn quickly and remember everything, or sink. and since she didn't want her father harking on her day and night about her grades, Zoë had gone the first route and not only learned everything, but retained it through all the moves.
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