Aye, of course. We’ve been drinking that weird Moroccan tea. Mint tea. It’s reet sweet, like.’ ‘I prefer coffee. Café cassé. Or café au lai....’ ‘Yeah. I could do with a cuppa, me.’ They sat outside a café at a table on the pavement. The waiter swivelled the huge parasol so they were both in the shade of the fierce North African sun. Paul seemed ill at ease but insisted on buying the drinks. He struggled with his schoolboy French while the waiter nodded and seemed to understand. Marla couldn’t. There were two other doors in the room, the first lead to the ensuite, that was equally luxurious as the previous one in the corridor, all marble and chrome. The second door was locked, strangely...but it was of small consequence as you were loving the cabin. Walking back to the main room, you retrieved your bag and brought it to the main bedroom to get ready.Driving through the traffic, still frustrated at how slow the other traffic was moving my phone rings, an expected call, answering.“Hi. More

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