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A soft beep froht slumber Dria slips under my arm, and presses a button on the com box near the cabin&039;s door "Yes?"

"We&039;re landing in twenty minutes"

"Thanks, Drew"

She pads lightly to the bed and leans over et up, love"

"Yeah, I heard" I stretch, allowing the sheet to fall away from my chest Dria&039;s eyes lock onto ape, her tiny pointed tongue brushes a lengthening canine It&039;s so fun to tease her She&039;s like a caged tiger living next door to the butcher, and I&039; past her bars "Let "

"My turn to pilot I&039;ll fly the seaplane froar" Dria draws back from the bed and snatches a jumpsuit from a nearby chair She deftly steps in and zips the dark blue coverall up her naked fors her curves and hides the fact she&039;s not wearing underwear

She gently pulls out her long hair froives her head a sexy shake Just like when she teased lint in her eye reveals she knows I&039;esture was intentional The little minx

The next couple of hours proceed without a hitch Minutes after a s, workers froh the cove to return to the hangar to retrieve the rest of our luggage froe dock, staring up the gentle slope of the island "The house overhangs a freakin&039; cliff? I don&039;t knohy I thought &039;tropical&039; when I pictured Argentina"

I look at the large crest Paul called a cliff Shadows and crags hide in the dark recesses, showcasing the brightly lit stucco house at the rocky pinnacle

"Flip your thoughts when you pass the equator," I say "Buenos Aires is three hours north of us Right now, it&039;s like the difference between New Jersey and northern Florida during the fall in the US"

Drew grabs Chelly&039;s hand The couple steps in line behind Dria My wife leads our ently sloping hill The rolling landscape here is rasses and manicured shrubs

"It&039;s fall?" Bob comments from the dock "Who ever heard of fall in April?" His shoulders shrug "Makes no sense, I tell ya"

Paul shoves the largehim to walk behind the others "Dude, didn&039;t you hear him? We crossed the equator Southern Hemisphere is opposite the northern one in seasons"

A "harru with the rest of us "So that o, too?" Bob shakes his head "Right when I think I get to understanding how the world works, I get thrown a curve ball and visit the other side of the globe"

Tommy smirks, "God-forbid you step out fro room and explore beyond the flat screen TV"

"I alondered where you guys went in the suuessed you&039;d follow suit and go so"

Drew leans close to Chelly&039;s ear "That Vivian," he whispers in a faux conspirator-like tone, "she&039;s a srins "I&039;ve owned this small island for seven decades It&039;s coh recalling the two-room shack my wealthy wife so humbly lived in It was dank, dark, and cold I don&039;t knohy she lived in it for as long as she did To hide from her enemies, I suspect She never ceases to aardeners to make this desolate island into what you see today Not many trees, anyone notice?"

"Yeah," says Chelly "I ondering about that"

Drew asks, "Remember the Falkland Islands pictures I showed you?" She nods "I had a feeling the terrain here would be the sa cleared etation"

"No," I answer "It may look that way, but the rock under the surfaceit a natural terrain for grasses"

"Still," Bob says, "I hoped for pal of two-toned orna I just hadn&039;t pictured grassy hills when I thought of visiting an island off Argentina"

"Reminds me a little of Ireland," Drew says "Froh Now that I&039;m here it&039;s colder, and much windier than I expected"

A two-foot tall black-and-white body waddles by, heading back to the cove, and I wait for the expected exclamations

"Holy crap," says Paul "Did I just see a penguin?"

"Bet they don&039;t have those in Ireland" Chelly leans into Drew and kisses his cheek He whips around to gawk at the bird, and the group continues in this fascinated vein for a bit while alk

By their expressions, I&039;uely researched where ere going Typical ignorant Americans They really do make the rest of us look bad Hell, Tommy is Australian and Drew is older than I am-there&039;s no excuse for the lot of the the inane chatter froal as she carries herself over the crushed stone drive, even in a ju pathways in Alaska, without the snow and different plants I wonder if that was subconscious on our part e directed Dalton to install the area near a group of electric utility and transport carts They are larger and nicer than golf carts, but the principle is the saned to shuttle people and things for short distances

Chelly looks around, the strong breeze whipping her long hair about while she takes in theto thelike I&039;h an episode of Fantasy Island hs and squeezes her hand "Vivian as Mr Roarke?"

Before Chelly has a chance to clarify, Dria ju," her eyes flash in a rare show of aood humor "I&039;m proud to say you&039;re the first in a while toblond wohtens under the attention and smiles "Classic TV &039;Da plane, boss Da plane&039;"

We toss our bags in the carts anddrive toward thethe cart while acting like fools All in good fun and we&039;ve been cooped up in the plane, so I don&039;t correct their idiotic behavior Driasince she rarely suffers fools

The largest grouping of buildings we pass look like old English country farmhouses, a style Vivian detests, and one most prevalent on these islands She never lived in the houses here, flat out refused, n reminded her of the homestead Mikov locked her in for over two decades Can&039;t say I bla it

Dalton and his wife remodeled the dilapidated structures when they hired on By then, the first portion of the main home was built and we didn&039;t have to field questions on e lived in the crappy cabin I&039;ve gotten used to my wife&039;s idiosyncrasies, but that tiny shack was neverin a windy coffin