"OH how nice it is to not have kids screaming in the back of our van." Corrine commented to Eric as she peered back as if to check on sleeping children. But it was actually empty, a first in a long while. A good empty that is, children safe at home with a well trusted sitter.
The moon was full and lit the island as if it were noon day. When off to the right Eric noticed a small secluded beach set in a little cove. He pulled over.
"Is something wrong?" asked Corrine as he pulled into some sand and stopped the care.
"No, I thought we could go for a walk rather than hit the movies tonight." Eric answered her. They had been on the island long enough that sometimes the beauty around them had gone unnoticed. Especially when they were running to swim team or off to Hula lessons. Life had already become life rather than vacation.
"Oh it is rather beautiful isn't it?" The both removed their shoes, put them on their floor boards and headed toward the beach. "Honk" went their car as if wishing them well on their little walk, and giving them a little security that the car was locked for the time being.
Hand and hand they walked. Enjoying the moon dancing off the waves. Not much was said. Not much needed to be said. Times of awkward silence were now welcomed moments of peace.
"Do you remember when we were in Florida for Thanksgiving the first year we were married? Sleeping on the floor in your parents house behind the living room couch? Getting up early to sneak off to the beach to watch the sunrise and it was so cloudy we couldn't see it rise?" Eric broke the silence with his memory.
"Yes," Corrine replied with a grin, "I remember that well. Such a carefree time."
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