He stopped at his track, softly rubbed his old eyes. For a second he thought he could still see her pink toes jutting out of the sand, right beside his deep brown ones.
Those blissful hours! Mellow rays of sun, lulling roar of ocean waves. Above all, her love, her presence, his companion for forty years! He hurried back home to her. She was sitting on the Verandah, waiting for him.
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