She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. Three books already and they still had six more days here! Patrice smiled to herself as she felt the heat of the sun penetrate and warm up her in this relaxing oasis.
Patrice was happy that she had bought some of her old books. She had hated getting rid of them and knew there had been a day that she had wanted to read them. Now, finished with the first three, Patrice was reminded why she chose those books in the first place. Her only fear now was rain.
Marcus looked at the boat. This is not what he had in mind when he booked a sunset cruise for him and Veva. He was completely confused. How would he and Veva fit in that boat with a… a captain? Is that even what you call someone who rows a rowboat? Did that boat even have a motor? He was starting to feel a pit in his stomach. Maybe this was only the boat that took them to the sailboat. Marcus chuckled to himself, feeling foolish for jumping to such a silly conclusion.
Veva arrived at the marina on time. Marcus had told her he had a surprise and that she should get to the marina by six. Walking from the car, Veva saw Marcus talking to an old man. They were pointing at a yellow rowboat. Was Marcus going to row her out onto the open ocean. What had he planned? How was she going to get out of this?