One of the parts I remember vividly is near the end of the story, when only the boy and the tiger are left and they finally reach an island. The tiger leaps out of the boat and pauses and the boy thinks i would stop and look at him for the last time but it doesn’t. It bounds into the jungle and disappears
from his life forever.
Sometimes I wish the tiger and the boy had one last farewell glance, a sort of acknowledgment of their many months in the boat together, lost at sea.