They returned to the ocean as it seemed to all be slipping away. It was to be their final goodbye. She felt the wind swirling around her, remembering reciting her vows at that very spot. The sun had turned the green flecks in his eyes golden as they were pronounced man and wife. He stared back at her as he had on that sun-drenched day, touching her face, the tips of his fingers grazing her cheek, the base of her chin. As she looked back into his eyes, though the sun had long since retreated, she thought she could spy the hint of gold in them once again.