Ophelia
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Ongoing, First published Feb 17
Ever since the night father took me down to the docks on that oddly silent night in Guernsey we have been everywhere and nowhere. The sun had already set over the island and my father had read me my favorite story. No story could compete with it as my father read it with so much detail it was like he was there. Ophelia was a ship captain of her namesake boat, until one day her and her ship would disappear and reappear without explanation. Father no longer reads to me about ophelia as it is not a fantasy no longer.

A story of a girl and her father while escaping from place to place in WW2 Europe. Childhood stories come to life and girls grow up. 9 year old Beatrice Astor had her entire life changed by one quiet night in Guernsey. Fast forward. She has been on the run for years and is now 14. Her father was lost to the madness of his own creation and now 14 year old Beatrice has live in the last year of the war.
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