Her heart ached, leaving behind the vibrant energy of Brooklyn, the laughter of her family, and the comforting scent of her mother's peach pie.
The photo taken on the rooftop showed her expression caused by heavy wind and the start of the rainfall.
In three hours her boat would leave New York, and would be the last page of the scrap book before her life started in London, where Joe her fiancé was waiting.
The Atlantic had not stopped them so far, and within 5 days, she would be in England.