Anton was born in St. Lucia and grew up in the town of Vieux Fort, St. Lucia, possessing, stunning beautiful scenery, palm trees, golden sands, picturesque beaches with turquoise shimmering hues.

With a flourishing market near by selling all the fresh products off the island and from the sea.

Anton and his cousin Ken would go for a morning dip in the sea before going to school. Ken and Anton are both the same age, they have been together since birth and are extremely close almost like a brother, where you see one, you saw the other.

Out of the two Ken was the clever one, he loved Maths, English anything academic, on the other hand, Anton was more in his own world and day dreamed through his lessons in the classroom he had a short attention span.

Anton and Ken would meet with other friends from the neighbourhood, after school to play football on the beach, do a bit of fishing, looking for crabs, catapulting birds, flying kites and boat riding and all the usual mischievous things children do

One day, Anton had to move to England to join his parents, who were practically strangers to him, as he been living with his grandmother and Ken his cousin since birth, he missed them terribly.

Many years later Anton received word that his cousin Ken has passed away as he hasn't seen him since he left the island and was heartbroken.

What he realised about life is there isn't always time to say goodbye.


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