PROLOGUE
"Dad, why are you here?" asked James. He had found Harry sitting on a large rock which held a view of the ocean.
"Nothing, mind you," Harry said, staring out into the distance.
"Come on, old man, I haven't got all day. I have work and bills to pay," James said impatiently, tapping his foot into the green grass.
"Dad! That's no way to speak to Grandfather like that," Eric said, scolding his father's disrespect.
"Listen, boy, you go back in the car and start up the engine. Your grandfather will be there soon," James told his son. He cast a stern look towards him.
Eric turned on his heels and kicked the ground. He mumbled a few swears and slammed the car door behind him.
Eric drove down the road, a silence stayed inside the car. You could hear the brush of the wind. It sounded as if were speaking to each one of them. Rush…Rush…Rush…
Then there was a sudden creak coming from the engine. A dark smoke burst into the air, blocking Eric's chances of driving safely. He pulled over and pushed opened the car door and stepped out. He kicked his front left tire.
"Bugger! Bugger! Bugger!" he cried. He pulled the hood open to see if anything was wrong.
The another car door shut and James came out to see what was the matter. He examined the engine carefully.
"Oi, there's no way it's going to make it all the way back to Dublin. I'll walk to the nearest town and get some help. Stay here," James said to his son. Eric nodded and got into the backseat with Harry.
"Grandfather, why were you at the beach alone?" Eric asked.
"I needed to think about what I need to do before I…you know," Harry replied.
Eric seemed bothering and frowned. "What do you plan to do?"
"Look for my true love," Harry said, drumming fingers against the windows.
"Who?" Eric asked curiously.
"You see, I loved two women. And I tried to figure out who I loved most. Now I know and I want to look for her."
"What happened? How did you lose her?" asked Eric.
"It all started long ago…."