The waves left a salty taste on your lips. The soft wind playing with your hair when you rested in mother’s arms. The distant screams of the seagulls following the returning fishermen’s boats. Let’s listen, until it’s time to go back.
It’s early, still in bed. Little fingertips tickling your arm. A tender whisper. Then another, more demanding. A tiny finger taps the tip of your nose. With eyes still closed you smile, and it triggers that endearing giggle. Is there a better way to wake up?
Let’s jump, who’s first? Two heads appear on the surface and friends burst to laughter. These chill summer days are the best. Right now we are free to do whatever we want. Imagine, it’s the time of our lives! Did I tell you you’re my best friend? We are going to be brothers forever.