I don't know what to do for our anniversary. We have so little time, he and I, busy with school, not to mention the odd timing. But oh, what I wouldn't give for just 3 days to fly to Bermuda. Sand bars of pink coral, crushed over millions of years into a fine powdery blush. Salty breezes. Emerald waters. We'd rent scooters and zoom up and down Hamilton, maybe head out to St. George's Sound, or just lounge around Coral Beach. Brunch at the Royal Yatch Club. Dinner at the Waterloo.
I know he'd like it. If only we had the time.
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