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The next few days were spent participating on trips around the island. They visited the Caves of Drac in Portocristo and spent a fun-filled day at a water park. On the morning of Shelly’s hen night it rained, a brief reprieve from the scorching sunshine. By mid afternoon, the sky was cloudless again and the rain puddles had dried up. Shelly said a teary goodbye to Harry, wrapping herself around him next to the waiting taxi.
“Have fun,” she sniffed, “be careful. Tom, look after him for me.”
Tom had his arms around Rose, kissing her tenderly. They had been inseparable since their day out together.
Rose looked up at him. “I’ll miss you.”
“Ditto.” Above her head, he assured Shelly that Harry would be fine.
Marian and Fin came out of the revolving hotel door. She looked
