Chapter 85
Theodore brown POV
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When you fall for the first time, you look for someone to help you. Your eyes staring at that one person who could come rushing to you, to pick you up and to pat your back and tell you it's okay.
But when you keep falling, again and again and get no one coming for you, you start to pick yourself up.
I did that, as a kid.
And every day, when I used to cross the bridge I used to notice this sea. How people found it fascinating that they used to gasp, as they would slow down to take a glimpse of this beauty the nature threw our way.
That's precisely the reason I bought this damn boat because there was this solitude that was hard to get anywhere else. And it was my way of my telling the kid I was years ago that 'you made it, kid'.
The boat swayed. The
