Arora sits on the porch of the cabin waiting for their family to arrive when Dremon hands her a cup of tea.
“They should be here at any moment.” Her voice filled with excitement. They hadn’t been on holiday together as a family in years. The children were coming from college and Tricia and Kozor from the pixie city.
“Do you remember the first time I brought you here?”
Arora bursts out laughing, then nods.
“What made you think of that?” She gets up and stands next to him. Dremon slides his arm around his wife’s waist and looks into her eyes.
“I don’t know.” He sighs and looks into the distance.
Arora leans her head against his chest and listens to the rhythmic beat of his heart. The past week had been her last at work, and she was finally retired.
“Mirabella is going to give them hel
