The Stranger's POV
I walked into his small bedroom and found him lying on the bed. I made my presence known by tapping him on the shoulder. His face lit up immediately when he saw me.
"Frankie, I heard about your dad. I'm sorry."
He then pulled out a pencil and a piece of paper. He was scribbling out his reply. I waited patiently.
It's okay. Why aren't you on the ship?
"I quit my job. I wanted to be with you."
H then gave me a hug which I eagerly returned. I knew it. I loved this kid. And I was pretty sure I was in love with his mom.
He then pulled away and started writing.
Why?
"I love you, and your mom." I then gave him another hug and asked when Lizzie would be home.
She'll be home in a little bit. She must really like you. She says she can't stop thinking about you.
We then decided to go back and practice skipping rocks again. I couldn't wait to see her.