A long soak in a hot bath, and a meal later, I am feeling much better and wondering if my Master and Michael will expect anything more of me tonight. I hope not. Walking bow-legged is hard work.
But I needn´t have worried. My Master brings me a hot chocolate and packs me off to bed. “Sleep Charlotte. You´ll be better for it tomorrow and we´ll all enjoy ourselves then."
And I do sleep, very well.
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The following day, we again have a ´day off´. My Master and Michael take me to the beach, where we eat ice cream, frolic in the waves together before swimming well out to sea, and later baste ourselves on the sands under hot sun. Michael forgets to reapply his tanning lotion after swimming and his face turns quite red against his blond hair.
Lunch is seafood paella with wine, a dry rosé,
