It was finally time to say goodbye. Florence stood at the port near the ship. And her Perrito had accompanied her carrying her bag with him.
The gust of the wind and the chirping of the birds above their heads indicated the time of the morning. They stood in silence for a while, looking at the people and, the goods getting uploaded in the ship.
People hugged their family and friends. Some dab their moistened eyes as saying goodbye became a hard task. Some were promising their next visit, and some were just waiting for the ship to sail towards its destination.
"Finally it is time!" Florence said, breaking the silence.
The man kept looking ahead at the ship and nodded. "Yes, it is."
She studied his face for a minute. She searched for any emotions. She did not know why, but she expected him to say something- what? She did not know. But he stood in silence with a void face.
"Do not you have anything to say me for the last time?" She then asked.
