The moment Candace entered the crowded house, she sensed a tense silence, a sad, anxious expectation. The tsunami hit this family very hard. "Where's Rio?" Candace asked, looking around the room full of available furniture and people sitting on the carpet. Saint took Candice's hand. - We do not know. He was walking along the shore towards the airport when the tsunami hit. No one has seen him since.
Candice was panting and limping. Someone placed a chair in front of him while the adult took his hand and patted his shoulder. "think...?" He could not speak. "We think we should"
It's amazing how life that didn't exist a few months ago can be changed.
Candice's world has been turned upside down. He knelt on the carpet and Rio's family generally surrounded him in fear and sadness. They spent that afternoon and evening together, sharing memories with Rio and him. They led him to a room where he covered the walls with printed photos and emails. If possible, he loved her more than ever. He also loved her family and they immediately accepted her as part of the family. They ate together and sang together. They prayed for his safe return, but he failed. The candidates prayed with them and their faith and love for Liu became one. Many are still missing. _ Maybe maybe... He slept in a crowded hut full of impossible expectations. The truth can wait for the morning.
For four days he waited and prayed, joined Rio's family and helped neighbors collect scraps of metal and wood, plastic and dust. possible human orientation. Father. All around him was his fortress on the sea. Every time he had time to breathe and think, he could feel the Balinese stretching out their helpless hands, afraid of the water rushing towards them.
He painted Rio in the family Charon, with a towering wall of water beside him, as he made his way along the winding coastal road. . . .