Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ydesignedandmaedthetesttrendsinndsgaswell.Lusciousgreenwnswithexotictropicalflowersscatteredaroundgaveitauniquelook,quiteabreak-awayfromtheventionalpractithemiddleofthegardenwasastrangebuildingintheshapeeopensunumbrelusedonbeaches,madewithmaterialswhichcouldabsorbthesun’sraysandturoelectricity.Evidentlygreenteologywasincludedinthearchitect’sskillfundinnovativedesign.Thispent-house,pletelyindepeofthemainhotel,wasthepresidentialsuitewhichwasfurhstate-of-the-artfurniture,givingtheimpressionofstreamliion,makingtheinhabitantsfeelbothfortableaic.Themoststrikiurewasthateveryosoutsizedwindowswouldgivea360degreeunobstructedviewofblueskies,whiteclouds,turquoiseseasandsnowysandbeachesaswelsthebeautifulgesofnightandday.Thefloatingwhitecloudsgavetheimpressionthatyoujusthadtoopenthewindowtoplue.Itwasarexingandhappyview,oguaranteedyouwouldnotmissaifulsightifyoudeigolookoutofthewindows.

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    Stilltheirbathingsuits,EmmanuelgrabbedholdofSalinaandtwirledheraroundgleefullyintheairwhilehisfeetkeptihthewaltzandbegandanginthespaciousroom,asking,

    “Hey,mygreatrian,howdoyoulikethearrasImadeforyou?”

    “Magnifit!”repliedSalina,tappinghishead.“Yourlittlebrainhasbeenwfine.medowakeabathtowashawayourperspiration,sandandsalt,andthinkofwheretogo.”

    “Don’tworryyourlittlebrainaboutthis.Ihavemadearrasforeverything.Afterourbathwe’lldrinkchampagneandenjoytheviewhereinourlivingroom.Thenwewillgooutanddiafamoussteakhousenearbywhichissaidtohavearaordinarilygoodfvor,differentfromanywhereelse.Wouldyo