Noone Was Warned (Photo contest by molliecollie)

Another hot day in the Bahamas. I could just kill myself. Why was I down here? Then I have to remind myself that I was helping my grandparents for two whole months. Not even the ocean was comforting.
It was always hot, sticky, humid, bugs everywhere, malaria, I've had enough.
'David!' my grandma yells. 'Yes mama?' I say sweetly.
'Please go to the market for my rumbutans and mangoes? I'd appreciate it.'
I sigh. 'Alright, grandma. Sit tight. I will be back shortly.' I walked out the doorand greeted with a lovely breeze blowing from the east.
Fishermen are filling the beaches with their products of delicious salmon, tilapia, cod, all sorts!
I pick up the desired fruits and feel the gush of wind grow stronger. It feels so good and unnatural. Oh, well!
My grandparents take a nap so I decide to call my family in the States then take a walk. My parents and younger sister live in Oregon, a much colder state. I missed my girlfriend too, she couldn't visit me until two weeks.
I wasn't alone but way out of my comfort zone.
On a far corner of this island, driftwood covers the sand in front of a beach house.
'Parts of our boats was broken by the forces of nature,' an elderly man declares. 'How is it so?'
He carries his coconut bundles into the house. 'A small wave had come in late at night. Hardly any noticed. But it isn't uncommon.'
'I know that but we never see tidal waves in this month.'
The man shrugs. 'Always a first for anything I suppose. Could you be kind and hand me all the pieces of our boat?'
I do as instructed but erase the fear of doubt of typhoons or tsuanmis. The small doctor's office in the Bahamas calls me to help with the injuries of some shipwrecked sailors on the coast of the Williams Islands.

'What are the injuries?' I ask to the nurses.
'Well, each sailor has fractured bones but at the biceps is external bleeding.' I grab bandages and hand out some antibiotics.
'Now, Gregory is it? How'd you become shipwreck so far south west.'
The sailor rubbed his elbow. 'We were on a carrier ship when a huge wave like from a hurricane swept in the other direction that made us go back followed by massive rain.We'll never get to Haiti by tomorrow afternoon.'
I wonder if it was just a consequence. Why was I feeling these weird emotions? I remember when I was younger that I'd get a weird feeling someone or something was going to die without even knowledge of their diseases or situations. When my aunt had leukemia, I was five so I didn't know what that was. I felt it though. It was dark but it took her out of her misery. Not in a supernatural way just a sense as animals can sense when a storm is to be upon them.

Gift? Curse? I wasn't quite what to make of it.