“Someday,” he said, putting his arm gently around the small of my back. “I’ll have a boat like one of those.” The boats rocked gently in unision, and I could hear the ringing of a distant bell. Turining, I rested my hean on his left shoulder, wrapping my arms around his waist.
Overhead, sea gulls flew in and out of the clouds. The sun painting the sky a vivid orange. Tiny ripples formed in the water, blurring the reflection.
I had just come for the summer, and now that it was over, I didn’t want to go. It’s amazing how fast one can fall. And how quickly time flies. As I squeezed him tighter, as if it would keep me there with him forever, I wished for more time in the world.
“Jared?”
“Hmm?”
“If you could have anything in the world, would it be a boat?”
“No.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Somebody to share it with.”