Back in Hawaii, the sun was turning into darkness. Mr. Simmons enjoyed the warm weather that was at the beach. Before she left the conversation, they agreed they would stay in touch, so he gave her his contacts and she did the same thing. Mr. Simmons glanced at her contact information. She left her e – mail address, he noticed.
He couldn't promise himself that he would be awake early tomorrow to watch the sun come up. This was one of the things he wanted to do out here in Hawaii. It would be something he would like to tell about for Arnold and friends.
He was up early the next day just in time to watch the sunrise. Maybe tonight he would get another chance to watch the sunset. He didn't go on holiday very often to do this sort of thing. He'd told himself that since he was able to buy a postcard to write to Arnold. In his first postcard he memntioned he arrived safely. Now it was time to share about the woman he met at the beach and this morning's sunrise.
He waited for about an hour or so to go into town and find a postcard. He would have to decide what the perfect postcard would be for Arnold and his family as well. While watching the sunrise, he made a pot of coffee for himself. He was never into drinking a lot of coffee like a lot of people do.
He sighed loudly. He hadn't made any plans on what would make a good idea to do, but he will plan as the day passes. The coffee was telling him it was good to go. He grabbed out a cup in the cupboard. So far he was having a good time on this holiday, but little did he know something would happen he didn't expect.
