I was had taken to staring at the horizon for unprecedented periods of time and so when I saw a small speck of dark on the otherwise clear blue horizon I was sure my brain was playing tricks on me.
"Baby-girl," Russ said, excited. "D'you see that?" he pointed a giant black hand at the speck.
"You see it too?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said. "That's it, right there, that's Plastic Beach." He murmured. My breath caught in my throat. There it was? After all I'd been through that small speck of black was much more to me. It was my home, my future, that speck gave me hope.
I squinted at it for a long time before losing interest and sliding my mask back in position.