The gentle waves crashed against the rocks further up the beach as he walked through the wet sand along the shoreline. He’d always found the sound of water peaceful. There was something about the ebb and flow of the ocean that restored a sense of balance to his senses.
It was exactly what he needed, and why he’d come back to his childhood home. His life had been turned upside down in a matter of moments, and with one simple phrase. I’m sorry.
Never before had he realized the weight of such simplicity...the devastation it could cause, and the heartache.
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