Chapter 7
Marc was driving home in his Cherokee from Norfolk, Virginia. While driving, he was thinking about all that had happened, how dear his wife and daughter were to him and also about the new people he would meet. It was the month of January. The clouds were wavy, and the air seemed like it was in the 70s. He liked the weather of this time of the year, neither too hot nor too cold. And one could almost have the whole ocean to themselves. Tourists were scarce. One other reason the locals liked Virginia Beach was that it felt like a small town. It was a pacifying feeling when tourist season ended.
He arrived home at the Condo to his wife, Sundara. She looks lovingly at Marc and says, “Hi Honey Bunny.” This expression came from a TV show as were most of her earthly words. At home, she
