Wishing Bottles

Chapter 1

The warm breeze fluttering by my face as I stared off into the ocean. The point that the sky meets the sea doesn't move. Waves crash into the shore creating soft thunder like sounds onto the rocks down below and somehow it's so calm over there. So close yet so far. Voice calls out, while the breeze whistles through the leaves. " what are you doing all the way out here?"
My sister, Iolana, running up behind stops in her tracks and looks up the grass crawling around her bare feet when she realizes where I am. It's a spot my mom jumped to her death. Who wouldn't be surprised? No one wants to be at the spot their mother kills herself, leaving you behind. But it was also her favorite spot on the whole island.
I remember asking her why she like to here instead of at the shore and she said to me I feel free here. At the time I had no idea what she was talking about. I thought she was absolutely crazy. Here are you had to do was do your job and then you free to do as you please. Everyone knew each other so no murder, no rape, no bad. But somehow all lived happily except for her. "C'mon dad's going to get worried." I whispered us so if I speak any louder I'll wake a sleeping baby.
My hand guided her back to our hut, my dad had cooked some porridge. He turn swiftly, placing down the bowls on opposite sides of the round wooden table, could you glance at Iolana's face. "Makani, you were at the cliff weren't you?" he glared at me accusingly.
"Yes."
" why do you do this to your sister every day? Both of you need to move on it's almost been ten years since your mother passed."
"I'm sorry. I just miss her."
" come sit and let me tell you girls a story: When your mother turned six years old, her grandmother told her that if she wrote a wish in a bottle and sent it out to the see the wish will come true. So that night your mother wrote one and sent it into the ocean—"
"What did she wish?!" Iolana exclaimed muffled by the porridge.
" she refused to tell me what it was. Saying things like I can't tell you, or the wish won't come true. To this day, I still have no clue as to what she put"
I couldn't help but think that this has something to do with my mother suicide. Maybe if I find out what it was, I'll be able to find why she would do that to her self. This was the only thing that my dad told us about Mom. Iolana and I were too young to remember her that much and dad has always been defensive about it.
Even an idiot would notice that my dad blames himself. I overhear people from the village reassuring my dad that he had no way of knowing. My dad is still too stubborn except that fact. It behoves him how someone could be in such terrible pain that they could just leave their own kids. However, he doesn't hate her for leaving. He just wishes that she would have told him but much like him, she was stubborn.
The stories that I've heard from others make her sound almost exactly like Iolana. I mean, it makes sense. My dad has always protected her the most. It's obvious that he favorites her. To be honest, I think that Dad only does that because he scared that what Mom did, Iolana will do. Meanwhile, he's never had to worry about me. I've always been upfront and blunt about everything. I learned to let things just bounce off of me but Iolana takes everything to heart. I can't say that I never wondered if Iolana has thought of it.