Jim sat at the bar watching as the sun bade the sea goodbye. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his wife and daugters run along the beach. Kelly, his second daughter, was pulling his wife by the hand while Sherly followed in the rear.
He left the bar without raisng attention and walked to the other end of the beach and waited. Soon, his family came running towards him. He streched out his arms for a hug.
Kelly felt an odd presence as she ran. If only her father was still alive; he had an answer for everything.
This is my entry for the To Tell A Tale by @dpatcher
Thanks for reading,