Stella Grace hurriedly got off the bed and rushed to the beach.
"Hey! Hey!" She picked up the big leaves on the ground and waved them in the air, trying to attract the attention of the fishing boats.
However, the boat didn't seem to notice her and was headed the other way.
How could this be?
Stella looked at the fishing boat drifting away disappointedly. Her shoulders sank and the hope in her eyes dimmed.
"Stella, why are you standing here?" Jasper Milton asked worriedly, having just returned from fetching more water.
Stella pointed to the surface of the sea, to the faraway boat that was still visible.
Jasper held Stella's shoulder and comforted her. "This is good news. This proves that boats still pass by this area. Maybe they didn't see you. After all, there are not many people on a small fishing boat, and they must be busy fishing."