It was saturday. I was in england not to far from london. I was sitting on the cold wet sand on the beach. It was raining all around me. The rain made the sand darker its little drops blackened it. Miss Rose Katherine Brown [or as we called her Miss Rose] was somewhere else on the beach, as were the other young women. I looked out across the ocean and saw the wide gray waters of the North Atlantic, the gray sky reflected in it. Miss Rose ran the dorm of the the small, private, all girls boarding school in England I went to. The school wasn't too far from london. I was the only one in my family to go to boarding school and I don't know why. The rest of my family was still back in the sSates in our house; my parents, my 4 brothers and 3 sisters. I listened to the rain on the sand. It was quiet. Everything was quiet. Either that or I was too far off in my own world to notice any sound. It was November, winter in England.