Love

The breeze is strong.

The smell of the ocean is overpowering but delicious.

As she walks she feels the wet sand beneath her feet.

Something makes her stop and she looks over her shoulder and watches as the tide washes away her footprints.

Alone in that moment she realises, the past is but the past, erased by the tide and the path ahead is still to be walked...

In the ocean breeze she can hear his voice. He is telling her to be careful, be safe. She looks around.

A smile. And a shake of the head, she walks ahead.

Ahead in the cottage the lights are on and she can hear her favourite song. Her feet begin to tap.

An achievement and a celebration.

He really does know it all :)