It had all started on May...
Claire got wrapped up by the morning mist as the ship kept moving forward, slowly arriving to its destination. She was feeling a myriad of emotions at that moment; fear and a sense of freedom mingled in her mind, along with uncertainty about her future.
The ever approaching lighthouse suddenly caught her attention, and she swore she could laugh and cry at the same time; she didn't do either, though, since she had long forgotten how to. The boat finally landed, and Claire, for the first time, set foot on this new continent which promised all kinds of new experiences for her.
After having her luggage delivered to the room she had rented at a local house for single ladies, she went to her new address herself. Single, she thought. Yes, now she WAS single, one could say. She had never been on her own, and it felt strange; she wasn't sure she could cope with it all. But she refused to indulge herself in such gloomy thoughts, not yet, anyway. As she walked along, the whole town opened in front of her, and she found it lovely, both exciting and quiet at the same time.
Finally she arrived to her new residence, settled everything with her landlady, and entered. As soon as she did so, she noticed that the room had great possibilities. It was tiny, no doubt, but she was beyond caring for those things.
The room was well lit, the wall and floor coverings were decent enough, and the furniture seemed solid and in a good state. It was the best she could ever have acquired on her tight budget.
Claire spent the following days making the place livable, and decorating it to her taste and needs. Luckily for her, she had been taught at school to handle a needle, so she was able to purchase some cloths and sew her own curtains; she could even use the spare fabric to make a matching bed cover.
Her next step was to go to the local livery stable and get herself a horse. She would have to rent it until she had enough money to purchase one. She found exactly what she was looking for; a tame, chestnut mare she could easily ride, since she was not very accustomed to it.
When she returned home, her landlady handed her a letter she had just received, so she took a seat on the sofa to read it. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the name on it. It was from Ethel, she had answered her! And was inviting her to tea! This was the happiest day she had had in a very long time. And yet, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about this highly expected reunion.