I needed this. It felt good to be away from the hustle and bustle for a while. I relaxed in my chair and looked over the beach. The normal beachgoers were walking around and enjoying the sun. I was just glad to get away from the cold and the smell of the city.
“Hi,” a voice said, breaking my serenity.
“Hi,” I replied, looking at a lady with a large beach hat.
“Sorry to bother you but,” she said sheepishly. “I had this spot yesterday and it was perfect for my tan, may I sit over here?” she asked, pointing to the beach chair next to me.
“Of course,” I replied.
“Thank you,” she said as she held out her hand. “Violet,” she said as she sat down.
“Thomas,” I replied.
“Well Thomas,” Violet said as she sat down. “What brings you to Nassau?”
“Why can’t I be a local, or someone working at the resort?” I asked as I watched her sort her things out.
“Wedding ring,” Violet pointed at my ring. “And you’re as pale as a ghost.”