the friendly ghost

Oxide hadn’t seen the crab his son was so interested in, but as he bound up close Ox knew he’d missed something. ”Did you find something?” He asked and moved forward so the young boy didn’t have to leave his quarry for long. Finally Oxide managed to spot the tiny creature. ”Looks like a crab. Careful if you eat one, the shell can be sharp.” The small crustacean disappeared underneath the waves and Casper looked out with infinite curiosity over the horizon. ”When it gets warmer we can go fishing for them. You shouldn’t go in the water for now.” He warned the boy, worried that he might try to brave the strong currents by himself. He was much too young and small for that. Despite the turmoil he felt about his son there was no mistaking the deep care he held for him. It was like nothing he had ever felt. It was different even from the boy’s mother, not that his love for her was diminished.