Echo

Nothing more real, but maybe it was the ocean's sharp breath, charged with fresh ions that may play tricks on the mind, but who cares even if so? Or, maybe it was his first name Hai, which means "from the sea", but he knows what he heard, although not the source, the joyous laughter of his beloved grandfather with his same name, as when he brought Hai there so long ago, then in a moment's echo his kind voice gone, back to depths of memory.