Chapter 3
Barney’s bark drew their attention away from the shells at their feet and up to where the dogs now sat. They had tired of the games of chasing waves and seabirds. Now they sat patiently waiting for the two women to join them and either feed them or start another new, exciting game.
Glancing at her watch, Lucy couldn’t believe that an hour had passed, and with regret, she told Megan that she had to get to work.
“Gee, Lucy, I thought this is going to be a work-free zone. Weren’t we supposed to be relaxing?”
“No, I think that you were the one that is supposed to. I, on the other hand, have got to get some of this Christmas collection done. Seriously, Megan, you don’t mind, do you?”
“Of course not. I’m aware of how important the Christmas season can be to your business. Besides,
