No Road Will Take You There
I watched for the island, but all I could see was bright blue water, flat and big as the sky. I stood on tiptoe to see over the railing of the ferry. I’d never been to my cousin’s island home and didn’t know what to look for.
“Hannah, look! There’s Ocracoke Island!” Mom called out. At first all I could see was a dark bumpy line where the sky and the water touched. As the ferry got closer, I saw sand and
