Message Understood He rescued it from the ocean, just a note enveloped in glass as fragile as the love that once enveloped him. He could make no reply, knew there could be none, that it was all washed up and all that was left remnants ready to float away in an ocean of tears, But he won’t let them go. Before, he’d felt as lost and pointless as the pages of an unread book as hollow as the coconut shells scattered there around the deck empty broken bereft. Soon the shells will be floating to join the ship again. But he has left they have left, him and the boy, he could only take one, though he tried for more. They walked away. A...