arrangements for her, prepaid her total accommodations for as long as she needed, or wanted to stay, and drove her to the airport the next day.
She had been there about four days, and was feeling somewhat better, but knew she had quite a ways to go in her recovery. She walked along the beaches every day, inhaling the sharp, but calming, salt smell of the water. The sand seemed to massage her bare feet and walking there was so peaceful. Little did she know, one of those beach walks would change her life, and that would be this one.
She loved this time of day, no matter where she was. Everything was just waking up from the dark slumber of night, and everything seemed new and fresh, no matter where you were, or what...
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