I do not own this story. I do not own any characters unless I may have made them up, in which case I wouldn't mind if anybody borrowed them anyway.

This is a story about Kit's life where the book leaves off. I am still trying to imagine what she looks like as there are few descriptions in the book. Please review and give me suggestions. This is my first fanfic.

The crisp cold wind brushed Kit's hair against her face as she stood at the bow of her namesake ship: The Witch. As a natural reflex, she tugged the hair behind her ears; after being on this ship for a year, she was used to things dealing with the weather at sea. She stared out beyond the river at the vanishing point where the air met the water and it disappeared until the Witch would gain speed and new water would be swallowed by the turning of the earth. It reminded her of the fields in Wethersfield. The way they would extend and blow with the wind. It went on beyond eyesight and seemed endless. The river soothed her heart just the way the fields had. She was happy here, with Nat, whom she would soon move into a house with. They were to be wed once they had found a home and now that they had found a 3 bedroom house in Barbados, the wedding plans began to unravel.

Nat left most of the plans to Kit. The decorations and entertainment were up to her to plan, as Nat could care less how things looked. It was only the concept that he praised.