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Sister Mary Theresa opened the door to the bathroom a crack and peered out into the dim bedroom. She was sure she'd heard something like a door closing, but she was supposed to be alone. The usually familiar and comfortable confines of her bedroom seemed alive with menace now. She was far too conscious of the string of break-ins that had occurred in the complex over the last six months.

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It was not the sound of the sea, as it gently kissed the edge of the beach…. the gentle sighing that whispered in the air, was coming from the couple lying on the white sands. The sun had just set, and the sky was shimmering with colors that were alive and beautiful. The footprints in the sand traced the path that they had taken. They had shared an exquisite meal and a chilled bottle of wine at the beachfront restaurant called, Neptune’s Platter.

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