Chapter 18 - 2013
The sun was peeking out of a blue sky when Michael kissed Lucy good morning; a peck on the cheek. He held the car door open for her, and she thanked him with a bright smile.
“Is there anywhere in particular you’d like to go?” He started the engine and pulled away smoothly.
“Um, not really. I thought you might recommend a place.”
“All right; let’s visit Akamas.”
“Something special about it?”
“Oh, yes,” he assured her but refused to elaborate further, merely saying that she would see for herself. He inserted the CD with nostalgic French songs he had prepared the night before, heard her humming, and was glad she still liked them.
“I didn’t know that Limassol has a coastline of twenty kilometers… If I’d known the island’s so beautiful, I’d probably have come with you t
