And when they approached their little picnic spot, the sea cut off their escape, surrounding them on three sides. They would venture no further. So they killed the engine, coasted silently, and surrendered.
Even in unremarkable stories, we are remarkable. Julian Monroe-the fourth of three children-learns the art of navigation on Lake Michigan, perfecting her trade aboard a Navy cruiser. But when she settles down, ferrying passengers between Maine and Nova Scotia, she questions her purpose, her life-navigational skills. The ability to chart a course and then steer is intrinsic-we have it or we do not. But sometimes the richest destinations are those mapped by the wandering or by the lost.