Judy found no tears to shed. But afterwards, talking to ex-colleagues, she recognised something that had been eclipsed by the solution of anger. He was a puzzle. Everyone here held a separate piece, but no one knew how that piece fit.
In the end, it was inessential whether people remembered his eyes as warmly sea-green or shrewdly grey.
He had not seen the rocks hidden within the calm ocean. A wave had surprised him and dashed him against a stone platform. He slipped away into the elements.