Across the horizon glittering lights emerged, appearing like a vacillating, small rectangular form. Andie watched the image slowly increase in size. Gliding peacefully, the approaching cruise ship would anchor in the harbor as the sun rose, the sleepy inhabitants sure to invade land after breakfast. The sound of soft, shuffling feet through the sand came closer. A towel draped over the back of the lounge kept her presence a secret. She held...