Dreams of Love

When Amelia finally awoke on Tuesday morning, she felt utterly rested. Though when she swallowed, her throat was a little sore, she knew that she had slept deeply, which was most unusual. Opening her eyes, the room was still quite dark, no point getting up yet, so she closed her eyes again and stretched her legs to the cool part of the bed and turned over. 

After breakfast she would take a walk on the front, she hoped Eric cooked as good a breakfast as the man in the cafe. Then, she would buy a local newspaper and look for a job and somewhere more permanent to live. She could also go and find the h