Arriving home, she opened the door and called out, "Grandpa!"

In the room, an old man was busy fixing a broken clock by the table, his back to her. At the sound of her voice, he turned, put on his glasses, and looked at her. His face lit up with a smile. "Hey, have you been playing in the mud again, Marlowe?"

"No," Marlowe responded. She removed her wet shoes and dried her wet hair with a towel hanging near the door. “Actually, I accidentally fell into the sea," she explained.

She didn't want her grandfather to worry, so she chose not to tell him about the stranger she had saved.

Her grandfather simply nodded. He knew Marlowe often visited the seaside and always came back unharmed.