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They were both looking forward to the holiday, but especially Fiona. It had all started with one of her regular FaceTime sessions with her sister who now lived in Spain, having married a local. She'd been there for about ten years now, and although they kept in regular touch by video or Chat, Fiona did miss her big sister. They would meet up occasionally, when her sister, Felicity, or Fliss as she liked to be called was in England, but it was not often enough. She was married to a Spaniard and they had a good life living near Malaga, Miguel, her husband, was some sort of high powered consultant and they had a good life, sadly with no children. They had just bought a new house, which Fliss described as being nestled in the hills not far from Malaga with amazing views. She'd invited them ou