A Place To Lay My Head
Late this morning, when India and the young man found out he had first rights to the cottage and not her, she packed her bags and vacated the premises. A little aggravated and very disappointed, she left Ocean Blue cottage. India had been driving for hours, searching for a new place to stay. She drove up and down the coast stopping at hotels, motels, weekly Inns, and even visiting the only bed and breakfast they had in town. No one had availability for miles down the coast. The growling of her stomach became ever apparent as the day turned to evening. She hadn't eaten since breakfast that morning.
‘Right about now, those tasteless eggs would do me good.' She chuckled, saying, "Yuck!" How can anyone mess up scrambled eggs? They were so bland! I guess it's the though
