ME-TIME
Feb 10, 2021
3 minutes
Fran sighed in anticipation. Saturday morning had finally arrived. And instead of her usual shift at the hospital, she and Martin were driving up to the quiet lakeside cabin she’d inherited from her aunt. It was a sturdy wooden cabin with a fireplace. Set amid trees, a stone’s throw from the water’s edge, it was the perfect refuge.
Finally, Fran and Martin could have some time alone there, just themselves and nature. She smiled at
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