Lights on the Sea

by Miquel Reina

From a distance, if anyone had been there to see it, Mr. and Mrs. Grapes’s house no longer looked like a house floating aimlessly. It was a ship. An amazing ship, guided by a light that shimmered on the horizon. A ship that slowly sank in the hazy line where the sky and sea are one. If anyone had been there at that moment, they would have felt the wind drop and observed the twinkling starlight go dark for a fraction of a second. In the bright night sky, shimmering above the golden sea, they would have seen two new lights appear: one green like freshly cut grass and the other blue like the ocean. It was the light of those who have embraced life in all its wonder. Of those who have enjoyed their time and the people they love. It was the light of those who accept their own mortality at the end of their journey. Lives no longer filled with regrets but with the certainty of having fulfilled their destiny and faithfully lived out their dreams. It was the light of Harold and Mary Rose, known to all as Mr. and Mrs. Grapes.