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Thank goodness, she thought.
At least they could give each other some space now. How come he always knew what to say and she never did? How come he never seemed to feel awkward?
He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned across to do hers. "Let's move." he said. "The helicopter is waiting."
The first thing that hit her when she stepped out onto the island was the intense heat and the colours. Deep green palm trees shaded milky white sand, and a parrot added a flash of exotic red as it took refuge in the trees clustered in the centre of the island. The hot sun was a ball of orange and the sea was a magic carpet of glittering jewelled blue.
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