Nathan heard his mother’s heavenly voice from beyond the bunch of gathered oak trees. But he chose not to acknowledge his mother’s call to supper. On typical evenings, dinner would be finished well before the sun had its annual meeting with the horizon ahead. But his mother, sidetracked by God knows what, was late with tonight’s supper. There was a silver lining, though. It enabled young Nathan to witness the exact moment the sun and the end of the ocean met in perfect harmony. There was only one thing more beautiful, more thought-provoking than the natural even in front of Nathan. Of all the aspirations and dreams Nathan possessed dear to him, he longed for only one thing, the affection of his Fair Lilly. Lilly was the perfect model of a girl. She had the brightest shade of brunette hair that hung far past her shoulders, and her eyes mesmerized him. But she never paid Nathan any attention. Someone as beautiful as Lilly wouldn’t dare belittle herself by acknowledging someone of Nathan’s naive and pauper caliber. Nathan’s one pleading wish was to once and for all win the heart of the beautiful Lilly. Oh, he wished like a child at Christmas. “Nathan,” called out his mother. Her cry once more reminded Nathan that reality loomed overhead like an overcast cloud. And so young Nathan trotted through the bushes and tall oak trees and back home to where reality overlapped his dreams.
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