Where to go to get away?

The warm breeze brushed my skin gently. Its musical voice whispered a secret in my ear. The palm trees swayed slightly, their leaves rustled softly. The golden sand was warm beneath my feet. The receding tide called me closer.

I approached the water slowly, feeling the grains of sand crawl into the spaces between my toes. The sand turned damp and cool. I continued along the water’s edge, leaving behind a trail of footprints. A wave crept up to the shore, twirling around my ankles. It erased all traces of my path. No footprints lied before me, or behind me.
I stood there, unmoving as I felt the water kiss my feet, listened to the sea gulls cry their greetings. I looked to the horizon. The sky and sea met seamlessly. The blue-green water shimmered in the fading light of the orange-tinted golden orb. The orb was surrounded by a swirling spectrum of yellow, blue, red, purple, and pink.

I sank to the ground. The coolness of the salty liquid soaked through my jeans. I pulled my knees to my chest, arms wrapped around them automatically, fingers interlocking. I rest my chin on my knees, watching the golden ball sink beneath the water as the waves wash away the brilliant colors of the sky.

A call to my left pulled me away from the beautiful scene before me. I smiled once I realized who it was, and I stood, walked back to my father and said goodbye to Danny once last time since the accident.