Welcome, Six Sentence Sunday-ers! This is another tidbit from my WIP, a vacation fling story set in Playa Del Carmen. This comes from the very beginning of the story, when my heroine, Ally, is trying to escape the cloud of gloom hanging over her. Ally has cared for her ailing grandmother for years, and the elderly woman died six months ago. This trip is supposed to be Ally's reintroduction to the larger world, but it's not going so well. Ally and her friend are sunbathing by the pool at their hotel:
Flamingos and scarlet macaws dipped their heads to drink at the nearby fountain, and the occasional slow-moving iguana wandered between the chaise lounges. One approached and fixed Ally with its unblinking stare, so she offered it the maraschino cherry from her drink. Testing it with a cautious swipe of its tongue, it deemed her offering acceptable and retreated under a nearby table to devour its prize.
This was paradise. She ought to drink her cocktail and savor the beauty of the place.
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