Epilogue
Isaac sat on the beach, enjoying the view. Despite sitting in the same spot day after day, making sure swimmers were safe and not venturing out too far, it never got old. It was what kept him sane.
He knew most of the town saw him as the typical surfer, never taking anything too seriously. Except the waves, of course. He always took those seriously. Isaac supposed it was better that way. If people knew what really went on in his head, they’d probably stage an intervention.
“I thought I’d find you here,” a female voice said, startling Isaac from his reverie. “Things haven’t changed much around Starlight, have they?”
Isaac froze. That voice. The one from his dreams. And nightmares.
He was afraid to turn, afraid of what he’d find. Part of him hoped she’d be there, home at last.
