Just like that, a single phone call erased one possible, horrendous future—and replaced it with the bright certainty that God had answered the prayer… - Abby Sunderland

It was dark. Something had fallen on top of the cabin light, turning the cabin into a black tunnel. I couldn’t hear anything at all. The roll didn’t stop. It continued to port, and for just a few seconds I was sitting on the ceiling in the dark.

Marianne tried to stay hopeful. But slowly her imagination bulldozed her optimism aside and pushed her mind into a dark place. There, she saw Abby tethered to the boat in her bright red foul-weather gear, being dragged along dead in the sea.

When I saw the plane, I was absolutely astonished! Two emotions crashed over me: surging joy and crazy fear.