Planning On The Deck
Needing a moment alone, I slipped onto the deck, letting the gentle breeze cool my thoughts. It was peaceful here, away from Richard’s booming voice and Margaret’s commanding presence.
I leaned against the railing, contemplating the best way to drop my bombshell. I couldn’t keep them in the dark for much longer.
All I needed was the perfect timing and the right words. It would be a spectacle, and I wanted it just right.