“It stood there, tall and commanding, as a symbol of man’s eternal and desperate desire to survive the storm. Countless sailors had been warned away by this iconic beacon, spared from a tragic death at sea by its ever-present light. And now that same lifesaving lighthouse would become an instrument of death – her own death. The irony of that thought hit Peggy hard as she looked up and studied this famous landmark.
She felt the vivid memories from her childhood rushing in. Since the age of six this had been her dream – to see the big black and white candy-striped lighthouse at Cape Hatteras. And now she had finally arrived at her destination – or was it her destiny?”