Adrift

“It’s Meredith, right?”, questioned Derrek.

“How... how do you know my name?” Meredith steps away, puzzled by Derrek knowing everything about her.

“Just as I thought! I was sure of it. Please, I need to have a conversation with you. I need to tell you, who you are.”, insisted Derrek.

Meredith sat on a large rock. It was perfect in shape with no impurities. Dull. It protruded adjacent to the gravel path. The top was flattened, it looked oddly like a coffee table. The rock was big enough for Derrek to join. Their shoulders rubbed as he sat. Meredith was overwhelmed with a feeling she does not recall. Her past, to her it was always a dark abyss. Meredith wondered, if she even wanted to know. She contemplated if her knowledge would change her. But she had to know, she needed to understand where she is from. She had to know her last name. She had to know who she is.

“I never asked of your name. Could you introduce yourself?”, asked Meredith.

“The name is Derrek. Derrek Garcia. I am your distant cousin.”

Meredith’s eyes widened and her jaw lost all its tension. She had always been alone in the world, and now it felt like it would that way be forever. Perhaps her life would no longer be mundane and routine she believed. Maybe her life would have purpose, maybe it would be lively and bubbly . She smiled. A great smile, from ear to ear.