You walked in a bathing suit along the beach and watched people relaxing, children playing and surfers who briskly saddled the waves. Your eyes fell on one surfer.His wet hair shone in the sun, and his smile lit up. You stood up in a stupor, looking at him. He was clearly good at what he did.Time passed. Vacationers and some surfers began to leave. Soon only this guy remained. He rode and swam on the waves. You sat on the sand and watched. When he came out of the sea, you ran up to him.