November 3, 2001
He stood there looking at the vast ocean. It seemed to call him. There was nothing stopping him. Nothing, except her. He had wasted his life. Even at the age of twenty-four, things seemed hopeless. But she felt this need, this love. It wasn’t lover’s love, it was family love. He was screaming at her. He wanted to let it go, end it there. But she wouldn’t let him. Before she realized, she felt salt water on her cheeks. It may have been as salty as the ocean. But the ocean lost to her. She won, she called him back.