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Stuffing my hands into my pockets I turned and watched the nearest boat begin to pull up it's nets. Yep, big difference that change made for me. In the Army you still struggled. Except there it was to stay alive. And as for the dry land part, well who knew I'd be walking in rice paddies along the Thai and Cambodian border at the end of the war. So much for being a kid and thinking you knew it all.

My instincts had kept me alive then, but why were they tugging at me now? What had drawn me away from a cold beer and a chance to do the Rumba with a beautiful college brunette who kept winking at me across the dance floor?

Shaking my head I just laughed at the picture of this 45 year old soldier dancing with a gorgeous 22 year old college student. I'm sure her friends would love it. Her long brown hair, mine graying from age. Damn, I could be her father.

Looking around I noticed the waiters had a tub of iced beer next to the volleyball court. Strolling over I grabbed a Corona and gave the poor guy sitting there a tip.

"Thanks Pops."

Smiling I waved my beer and went back to staring at the waves. Pops, yea that's me now. Forty-five years old, graying hair and goatee, still slim and in shape. But definitely Pops to these kids.

Taking a swig of the Corona after I had squeezed the lime into the frosted bottle, I stood thinking of the one woman I had met in my life that ever meant anything to me. I had met Kim while on leave many years ago. I never really thought it would lead to much on just 3 weeks off, but damn how that girl infected me.

Girl? Yea, she was at that time. Just hit 19 and cute as a button. Her long blonde hair hanging over her shoulders. Her big brown eyes like puddles you could dive in. And that giggle she had, damn it sounded like sirens teasing you on the ocean.

That had been the best 3 week leave I'd ever had in my military career. Unfortunately, I never got back to Australia after that. Oh, Kim and I stayed in touch. We still speak. I've never wanted to be with anyone but her since the day I met her. Unfortunately, she got married about a year after I returned to the jungles.

The prick she married I could of kicked his ass. Growing up in the old South you learn to be a gentleman and how to treat the ladies. But this guy! He totally abused her. And when I tried to get leave to go help her I was refused. But Kim's a strong girl. She stood up for herself and left, taking her two girls with her.

After the jungles I was transferred back to the states to prepare for a new type of conflict. I never got to go to Australia again. The little time I got for leave was spent with family and fishing. Kim and I still talked over the years. She'd been in and out of other relationships the same as I had. For me, none of those relationships felt as right as it did with Kim.

Standing there on the beach I suddenly realized why I felt compelled to be there. Turning and running back to the waiter at the volleyball court I ask him for his pen and a sheet of paper.

Snatching his pen and a empty receipt slip from his pad I turn and face the surf. Raising my head I can hear the siren calling me from across the waves.

Scribbling on the blank receipt I shove the paper into the empty Corona bottle and seal it with the lime. Walking back to the edge of the surf I ignore the length of my cuffs as I go knee deep into the warm water.

Reaching behind me I toss the bottle into the water and watch the waves carry my message out to sea. Turning and facing to the southeast I listen to the wind. There, did you hear it? The giggle? It's the song of the siren. It's the song of Kim.

Grabbing my cell phone off of my hip I dial quickly.

"Hello"

"Hello, Kim?"

"Yes, is this Mike?"

"Sure is."

"You okay?"

"Yep, got a surprise for you."

"What's that?"

"I'm on my way over Kim."

I can hear her begin to cry into the phone.

"You okay?"

"God yes! You don't know how long I've wanted to hear that."

"Well, I'll be there soon. And do me a favor will you?"

"Anything Mike."

"Check the beach

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