Chapter 41
The sound of the ocean lapping against the side of the yacht made Ana want to second-guess her decision to dock in Spain. After all, there was no reason for her to stay here, of all the places she had visited. She spent the entire morning volleying her decision back and forth, her anxiety growing at the thought of going ashore. Just when she’d make the decision to set sail again, she’d begun to have a nagging desire to go ashore. Maybe that will put me at peace. . . . Probably just been at sea too long, she thought, trying to rationalize her indecisiveness.
Dressing to visit the shops at port, Ana paid special attention to her appearance; after all, it had been years, literally, since she had gone into town for a day of shopping. Standing on deck and finalizing the arrangement
