There was the woman on the cliff, looking at the distance, not really noticing the cloudless sky or the sound of the sea. The wind was playing with her black hair, as she was keeping her hat up with her hand.
The man hugged her from behind. She didn't turn, just grabbed his hand.
"They told me you are dead."
She could feel his breath on her.
"Did you really believe them?"
She turned and hugged him, crying on his shoulder.
"I missed you, brother."