Sunday was a quiet day at Chelyan’s cottage, except for their morning and evening walks along the beach and regular exercise sessions in her luxurious bedroom. Mel didn’t even consider returning to his cottage to work on his novel. More and more cottagers were arriving to open their homes for the summer season. It appeared that none of Chelyan’s closer friends were among them as there were no unusual interruptions in their activities.
“I’ve been thinking about our schedule for next week,” Chelyan mentioned to Mel as they sipped their refreshing grasses of lemon water while lounging in the family room following their evening walk. “If we drive back to Springfield tomorrow morning after our walk and breakfast, then we can hopefully fly to Seattle in the late afternoon or evening and stay at
