A Nice Cheesy Slice

Here's one of those Teaser Slices from my story--due to be submitted February 15!
Hold me to it...
Or don't. I think I'm having a panic attack!
Here ya go:
Terry quietly dressed and left the house, going to the dock. She retrieved bottled water and rations from the storage shed, then untethered her motorboat and took off across the harbor.
"Where are you going, Terry?" her inner voice questioned.
"Little Tall, maybe," Terry answered, then changed her mind.
"Roanoke Island," she corrected, and the word "Croatoan" flashed in her mind, carved on a tree.

That's all for now!
Speculate away!
Peace,
The Quakin' Cheesemeister
(panic attacks suck!)