This was wonderful. As good as she might ever have imagined. Better. The sun shone onto her right hand on the table. She looked out through the eastern doors at the sun-lit grass & trees rising to the ridge. Wonderful. The meal had been superb. The wine – light & refreshing. She was in heaven.
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