He had taught me something important.
“Rosa, never underestimate the ocean. But never believe you’re powerless against it, either.”
I closed my eyes.
Then I heard something in the distance.
An engine.
I opened my eyes.
A small boat appeared on the horizon.
I began waving my arms desperately.
“HELP! PLEASE, HELP ME!”
The boat changed direction.
Ten minutes later, a man approached the island.
He looked about sixty years old, with sun-weathered skin and a white beard.
“Ma’am, what on earth are you doing out here?” The continuation read i the comments 👇👇‼️‼️
I answered:
“My son abandoned me here to die.”
The man froze.
Then he studied my face carefully.
“Wait a minute… Is your name Rosa?”
I stared at him.
“Yes. But how do you know that?”
His eyes filled with tears.
“Don’t you remember me?”
I shook my head.
He removed his hat.
There was a long scar across his forehead.
