Chapter 12 - 2013
Lucy slid open the glass door and stepped onto the balcony, taking in the last vestiges of twilight seeping below the horizon in the brisk early spring breeze. Soon she would be enjoying the Mediterranean every day. She made herself comfortable on an armchair, marveling at the view. Her mind slowly emptying, she felt so tranquil that she almost fell asleep to the gentle splashing sounds of the waves rolling on the beach.
The sky had turned dark blue velvet when she got back in, rubbing her arms. She began unpacking, counting the hours until the appointment for the house the next day.
Lucy had always welcomed change into her life. She attributed this mainly to her childhood background. Back in the day, they never stayed in a place longer than a few years at a time. But,
