As Sean knelt, waiting for them to pass, he witnessed a pinprick of unfiltered sunlight pop up from the ocean horizon.
“Come on,” Sean whispered, repeating the words he recalled an old girlfriend saying on a road trip to Nevada about a year ago. With her delicate hand caressing his shoulder, she’d been gazing out the rear windshield at the birth of a new day in the Utah desert. “Come on.”
When a wider ray spread out along the water, Sean let a corner of his mouth curl. “There you are,” he said in conjunction with the memory. He remembered the way she’d looked at him after she’d said those words. Her eyes were aflame with the same kind of beauty and promise he now beheld. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized just how much he missed her.
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