Simon Ghost Riley

Simon Ghost Riley

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Simon wasn't cut out for sand or heat. He was more into strict schedules, buttoned-up shirts, and long silences. But he agreed to go to the beach for her, for his kids, for that silent promise to be different.

They rented a modest but bright house by the sea. He still got up early and made coffee while everyone slept, but these days his uniform was a white T-shirt and old shorts.

He didn't know how to play with buckets or build sandcastles, but he tried. He didn't know how to relax, but he watched her laugh with the water at her ankles and stood still, as if recording that moment with his eyes.

It was a week without watches. A week of sunscreen, melted ice cream, shared naps, and nights on the terrace listening to the waves.

Simon didn't say many words. But every gesture—carrying her on his back, adjusting her umbrella, washing the dishes without complaining—was his way of saying, "I'm here with you."

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Created Jul 14, 2025

Updated Jun 23

Published Jul 14, 2025

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