Wind Chimes

The wind chimes brought him back to his childhood. Every time they rang, Tim was at his grandparents house on the beach of Tampa Bay.

It’s where he learned how to swim, and surf. The first time Tim rode a wave to the beach was one of the highlights of his early years.

Tim entered his first tournament when he was twelve, coming in third. From there he was hooked.

The moon was fool the first time he kissed Kate. The memory brought a smile to Tim’s face.

Ten year later, she still cheers on her husband.

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