Bird of Paradise
“Hero said decisively to no one in particular, which, considering she was sitting alone on a bench, was good. “It's romance, it's fantasy, it's excitement and mystery. Moonlight in the Caribbean—” She gazed out across the velvety croquet playing field, the rich green grass tinted black and silver by the waxing moon. She flexed her bare toes into the lawn, enjoying its coolness against the soles of her feet. It felt so good, she scooted off the bench and sat cross-legged on the ground, the grass tickling her bare legs.
Absently plucking a piece of grass, she looked across the way to where a line of coconut palms rustled in the fragrant evening breeze, standing like guardians along a curved stretch of protected beach. The distant thunder of waves pounding onto the island was a muted undertone to air filled with soft noises of night birds and faint strains of Caribbean music from an open-air lounge on the far side of the resort, punctuated occasionally by a shriek and burst of laughter fr...om the swimming pool next to the lounge.MoreLess
Absently plucking a piece of grass, she looked across the way to where a line of coconut palms rustled in the fragrant evening breeze, standing like guardians along a curved stretch of protected beach. The distant thunder of waves pounding onto the island was a muted undertone to air filled with soft noises of night birds and faint strains of Caribbean music from an open-air lounge on the far side of the resort, punctuated occasionally by a shriek and burst of laughter fr...om the swimming pool next to the lounge.MoreLess
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