She's content just to walk with him, taking in the changing view of the lakeside. Sure enough, she can see the strip of white sand glistening in the distance.

'Amazing.' The sun on her face feels good, and she closes her eyes and takes a long, deep breath, letting it out again and with it, feeling some of the tension slipping away.

'Look! Gene, that's not lake. That's ocean.'

It's like something out of a postcard. This place, it's full of miracles. She cuts a glance up at him, thinking just how lucky she is to have found him again.