That first autumn day was beautiful. As Emmeline arose and opened the shutters, she was astounded at the way the sunlight changed everything in this place. The sun made the grass lose its dingy greyness. It left the overnight rain on the pavements below glowing white. From this vantage point, the massive expanse of sea looked like rippled silk. It was the most beautiful little island she could have ever hoped to have been privileged enough to stay on, even if its location was shrouded in Alex’s bewildering secrecy. Most importantly, it was away from Berlin.
Alex had already gone to the hospital, so she breakfasted alone with her unborn child. Her plans were to go and join Alex for lunch after she’d written up some of her research. She’d completely forgotten to tell Alex, what with the rom
