"Seven?  What kind of civilized elementary school starts at that hour?"

Derek never had been much of a morning person.  In fact when in college he had taken great pains to avoid any class before 10:00am.  "It lovely, I think you'd like it.  The water is clear and blue and warm.  The sand is white and there are all sorts of quaint little restaurants and shops."
 
"Sounds great." she admitted.  Then again, anywhere with him sounded great and her expression said as much.  Then she chuckled at his comment about the school, the endearment she used slipping out without thought "Hon alllll the schools start at 7 and eight now.  Sad part is that they let out the same time too.  Three thirty pm unless you have detention - something I had only twice.
 
"For," she drawled half conversationally "good reasons of course."

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