The sun dipped slowly in the sky and a fresh breeze cooled the land. After an afternoon of sunbathing, they went back to their rooms. Rose sat on her bed, waiting for Marian to finish using the shower. She Facetimed her mum, assuring her she was okay and having a great time.
“The hotel is lovely.” Rose stood up and swept her phone over the room.
“It’s raining here.” Fran pulled a sad face. “I suppose it’s gloriously hot in Majorca.”
“Well, we have air conditioning, so it’s actually quite cool. I burnt my shoulders.”
“Rose! I warned you to be careful in the sun. You’re a redhead, remember. What factor are you using?”
“Thirty. Maybe I should up it to fifty.”
“Yes, do that.” Fran smiled. “Your gran wants to know if you’ve met any handsome Spanish men yet?”
Rose tutted. “No and
