“The wind was fresh, and the sky was blue and crossed with fresh white clouds like crisp pillowcases hung out to dry. Their boat was at the head of the three others they’d seen the night before, all of them as shabby as Daisy remembered, with peeling gold paint around their portholes. They looked like canal boats, except that they also had beautiful sails that snapped in the wind.” SeaOceanSummerBoatWaves Book:The City Beyond the Sea Source: The City Beyond the Sea