They sailed up the Thames on a glorious Easter morn, the pealing of church bells accompanying them as they made their way towards the open sea. The faint whiff of sea on the morning breeze whisked away all the dark emotions of the previous days, cleansing them, the salty air welcoming them home.
True to his word, Michel had been at the docks
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Their day trip out was just magical.
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It was, wasn't it? I love the idea of Jack plotting and planning, trying to present the perfect present to his love, giving the gift of memories they've shared.
Thanks for reading, there's one more part to go. :)
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Sigh.
I hope you enjoy the last bit as well, as it ties back into Havana, which I keep swearing I will return to one day.
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It's nice to see them free to relax and enjoy each other...
Thanks for letting me know you liked it. :)
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