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Perhaps I shouldn't have agreed, perhaps I didn't make a mistake by agreeing, I couldn't say. I just knew that the measure of discomfort which I was feeling at that moment couldn't be compared to anything. Nathan belched from his drink.

"This side is quite pleasant, let's sit over here." Henry suggested. Even though we had made reservations, we had not been able to pick a perfect spot for the four of us. I was the only lady so I must be comfortable, at least, with one of the men. Nathan jumped on the chair, on our way he had childishly expressed his longing to return to the kindergarten and see his friends over there. But if only he knew how unsettled his mother's mind was. He couldn't comprehend.

I looked up at the sky as we sat under an umbrella, there was no hint of sun. Ah, the beach would have been pleasant if it were Summer but then we seemed forever stuck in this wintry spell. I shut my eyes for a moment, imagining myself stretched out on the shore, it was so vivid I could brin