Seaglass

There's an old myth about where sea glass originated. The story began when a sailor was lost at sea amidst a storm, large waves, rain, and thunder, erupted and endangered his ship. Bows beginning to flood with gushing water and heavy rain. It was an S.O.S, save our ship. A mermaid who loved this sailor from afar, saw this and tamed it to save his life. She was later banished to the depths of the ocean for what she did by the god of sea, Neptune. The lore goes that whenever a sailor is lost at sea, a mermaid would cry and her tears would wash onto the shores as sea glass. A memento of an unrequited love.

They continued their evening a walking stroll by the shores, seagulls flying across the air. Sometimes he was in front, sometimes her, taking turns in taking the lead. They were looking for hidden gems; shells, sea glass, or whatever neat stuff that was lying on the beach.

“What do you end up doing with all the sea glass you find?” he asked.

“I have a jar collection near my windowsill. I keep the ones I really like in there with some sand and seashells. The rest I use for crafts which I sell online.”

“What’s your brand?”

“Love, Summer.”

The evening was coming to a close. There was a moment of hesitation. John had lost the piece she had given him, his heart sank a little, which was an unusual feeling for him. A feeling of sentimentality. In his thoughts, he went back, retracing, could he locate where it was lost? He couldn't remember where it might've fell. Summer looked at him, in his dismay.

“I lost the shard you gave me. I’m so sorry. I must’ve lost it at some point.”

“Well now you know how to find one,” she said brushing away his worries.