I smiled, closing my eyes as I felt the wind against my face. I didn’t need to look to know where I was. I could feel it in the way the wind blew against my face, the smell of the sea so thick in the air. I could hear it in the squawk of the seagulls as they flew over the ocean, swooping down to try and scoop a fish. I opened my eyes, turned around, and stared out at the ocean. The hill, where everything started. It was fitting, this would be where I land. The place I first saw him, that poor sweet little boy scared and traumatized. He was so much more now, but his innocence, his pure heart would always be the same. I watched for a while as the waves rolled lazily against the shore, the bright pearl of laughter coming from the two toddlers running barefoot against the water as their pa
