The old man woke up the next day; he had not slept so well. He was in pain, his hands were injured harshly. He could see the cuts in his hands caused by the fishing lines during the struggle with the marlin. He was in pain, but he could bear it. This was not the first time he had had an injury like this. He got up his bed and decided to go outside. He went looking for his skiff. When he got to his boat, what he first noticed were the stains of blood to the side of the skiff. There, were the marlin had been attached. He had this feeling of success and emptiness at the same time. He was proud of himself for his ordeal. However, he had developed this friendship feeling with the marlin because the fish made him feel whole. He had not been feeling as a fisherman, as a respected man because of this bad luck that caused him not to catch a fish for more than eighty-five days. He had never felt such a fisherman until the fight with the fish. It made him feel alive, he felt like Di Maggio scoring a home-run and winning the World Series. He wondered if he would ever feel the same way again, if he would ever have the chance to experience such an adventure. He then realized that this was a once in a life situation, and he was thankful for it. As the old man scattered around the things he had left in the skiff, Manolin approached. “I was looking for you. I went to your house and didn´t find you,” said Manolin. “Let´s go get breakfast. Martin has something special prepared for you,” he said. “Something special? Why would he bother with it?” Santiago told himself. “Fine, we will go for breakfast,” he said. Manolin helped the old man put the things away from the skiff. They picked them up and put them in a bad the boy used for his fishing tools. They started to make their way through the beach to the Malecón. They would always talk about baseball. The old man had not talked to Manolin on his side of the story about the fish. Everything that he knew and that the people of the area knew about Santiago and the marlin was mere gossip and assumption. All they knew was that the man was lost in high sea for days and that he returned with the carcass of a big fish. People wanted to hear the details of this great adventure. Manolin wanted to hear about it. “What was it like? How did you go about catching such a big fish by