Wheeling Gull Isle Yacht rock season.

John. Judah. The island had brought back faces Simeon had thought long lost - long dead.

No, not the island. Simeon knew the One who had brought these faces back to them.

He arrived on the shore again in search of others. Dee. Mom. And Simeon found someone else he'd often wondered if he'd ever see again.

Grandma! he called to the tall figure cutting through the waters. Grandma, it's me! Simeon! he knew it was her - it had to be! But he remembered only after calling for her what mom and dad had said to them before: she couldn't hear them like other wolves could.

Which simply meant he'd have to catch up! Simeon plunged after her and tried to intercept her before she trekked too far through the shallows, his whole face alight with an unshakable grin.