Tag: work

I was walking home from work early this evening, shattered from a long day’s work, when I heard my friend yelling my name. I went over to see what all the commotion was about and it turned out the sailors were coming home. I would finally get to see my husband! All of the loneliness and despair had left my heart immediately and instead there was love, peace and joy.
I ran down to the harbour with my friend dying to see a glimpse of him and excited to meet our loved ones. As well as everyone else we were cheering and screaming. For months they had been gone. We didn’t know if they were dead, if they were sick or even if they were perfectly well. The fact that we hadn’t got a letter saying any of that and the ships were coming in meant they were safe. Me and my friend agreed with each other we would go to see our husbands and loved ones. We would go home get our life savings, then go out and celebrate all night. We would go to a fancy restaurant, sing sea shanties at the harbour and this was the best night of our lives.