She scooped up a handful of water and flung it at him with a smirk. “You wish. Get ready to lose.”

They broke into laughter, chasing each other at the edge of the waves, splashing like children. Sarah hadn’t felt this free in a long time. The world, for a brief while, felt light.

Later, the three of them sat around a crackling fire, skewering freshly caught fish on sticks and roasting them over the flames. The scent of grilled fish mingled with the salty air as the sun began to set ...