Chloe De Burgh

Time passes effortlessly in the warmth of the afternoon, and after strolling and exploring many of the places of interest that Mrs. Nancarrow told him about, Avery has worked up quite an appetite with all this fresh air. He follows his nose and decides to sample the recommended fish and chips. It takes a while to prepare, but is well worth the wait. It's served piping hot and wrapped

Time passes effortlessly in the warmth of the afternoon, and after strolling and exploring many of the places of interest that Mrs. Nancarrow told him about, Avery has worked up quite an appetite with all this fresh air. He follows his nose and decides to sample the recommended fish and chips. It takes a while to prepare, but is well worth the wait. It's served piping hot and wrapped

In brown paper, it smells of salt and vinegar. The chips, still sizzling, have a pleasing, crisp bite. They break open to reveal steaming, soft, fluffy potato inside. Avery smiles to himself, taking in the view of the pretty harbor, the colorful bobbing boats, and the gentle lapping of the water. The sun is warm, and the breeze pleasantly cool.

In brown paper, it smells of salt and vinegar. The chips, still sizzling, have a pleasing, crisp bite. They break open to reveal steaming, soft, fluffy potato inside. Avery smiles to himself, taking in the view of the pretty harbor, the colorful bobbing boats, and the gentle lapping of the water. The sun is warm, and the breeze pleasantly cool.

In brown paper, it smells of salt and vinegar. The chips, still sizzling, have a pleasing, crisp bite. They break open to reveal steaming, soft, fluffy potato inside. Avery smiles to himself, taking in the view of the pretty harbor, the colorful bobbing boats, and the gentle lapping of the water. The sun is warm, and the breeze pleasantly cool.

He breaks through the perfectly crisp batter with the little wooden fork. The tender white fish flakes easily apart, releasing a fresh, steaming aroma that's truly a feast for the senses. The fresh air, the hot, satisfying food, washed down with a crisp, cool drink, and the view of the scenic little harbor quietly buzzing, have filled his heart, soul, and stomach.

He breaks through the perfectly crisp batter with the little wooden fork. The tender white fish flakes easily apart, releasing a fresh, steaming aroma that's truly a feast for the senses. The fresh air, the hot, satisfying food, washed down with a crisp, cool drink, and the view of the scenic little harbor quietly buzzing, have filled his heart, soul, and stomach.

He breaks through the perfectly crisp batter with the little wooden fork. The tender white fish flakes easily apart, releasing a fresh, steaming aroma that's truly a feast for the senses. The fresh air, the hot, satisfying food, washed down with a crisp, cool drink, and the view of the scenic little harbor quietly buzzing, have filled his heart, soul, and stomach.

Mr. Roomer, who is always hungry despite being well-fed, will have to wait a little longer for his usual mealtime back at the cottage. After finishing the meal, Avery decides it's time to continue their walk. He clips Mr. Rumor's lead on, and they head off. Before long, Mr. Rumor begins to pull at his lead. He seems intent on something up ahead. They turn a corner and come across a hidden row of

Mr. Roomer, who is always hungry despite being well-fed, will have to wait a little longer for his usual mealtime back at the cottage. After finishing the meal, Avery decides it's time to continue their walk. He clips Mr. Rumor's lead on, and they head off. Before long, Mr. Rumor begins to pull at his lead. He seems intent on something up ahead. They turn a corner and come across a hidden row of

Mr. Roomer, who is always hungry despite being well-fed, will have to wait a little longer for his usual mealtime back at the cottage. After finishing the meal, Avery decides it's time to continue their walk. He clips Mr. Rumor's lead on, and they head off. Before long, Mr. Rumor begins to pull at his lead. He seems intent on something up ahead. They turn a corner and come across a hidden row of

of ordinary, neat, modest cottages. The little dog pulls on, but Avery cannot understand why. There doesn't seem to be anything of particular interest here. Suddenly, Mr. Rumour stops, his little moustache quivering and his tail on point. He makes a muffled, inquisitive little gruff before straining on the lead once more. A cunning wind blows in from the sea.

of ordinary, neat, modest cottages. The little dog pulls on, but Avery cannot understand why. There doesn't seem to be anything of particular interest here. Suddenly, Mr. Rumour stops, his little moustache quivering and his tail on point. He makes a muffled, inquisitive little gruff before straining on the lead once more. A cunning wind blows in from the sea.

of ordinary, neat, modest cottages. The little dog pulls on, but Avery cannot understand why. There doesn't seem to be anything of particular interest here. Suddenly, Mr. Rumour stops, his little moustache quivering and his tail on point. He makes a muffled, inquisitive little gruff before straining on the lead once more. A cunning wind blows in from the sea.

strong enough to take Avery by surprise. The sudden gust sends an empty plant pot clattering across the cobblestones and billows his loose shirt. He closes his eyes for a moment. And when he opens them again, he sees that the row of cottages has parted to reveal a long, winding alleyway paved with cobblestones. The walls reach up as high as he can see, and are cast in shadow.

strong enough to take Avery by surprise. The sudden gust sends an empty plant pot clattering across the cobblestones and billows his loose shirt. He closes his eyes for a moment. And when he opens them again, he sees that the row of cottages has parted to reveal a long, winding alleyway paved with cobblestones. The walls reach up as high as he can see, and are cast in shadow.

strong enough to take Avery by surprise. The sudden gust sends an empty plant pot clattering across the cobblestones and billows his loose shirt. He closes his eyes for a moment. And when he opens them again, he sees that the row of cottages has parted to reveal a long, winding alleyway paved with cobblestones. The walls reach up as high as he can see, and are cast in shadow.

But the afternoon sun throws shafts of light into the depths of the alley. It illuminates walls of brilliant purple amethyst that glint enticingly. Avery rubs his eyes with his free hand not quite believing the abrupt change in the scene in front of him. Avery hears a gentle creaking sound and looks up to see an antiquated wrought iron sign swinging in the breeze just overhead. The wind drops.

But the afternoon sun throws shafts of light into the depths of the alley. It illuminates walls of brilliant purple amethyst that glint enticingly. Avery rubs his eyes with his free hand not quite believing the abrupt change in the scene in front of him. Avery hears a gentle creaking sound and looks up to see an antiquated wrought iron sign swinging in the breeze just overhead. The wind drops.

But the afternoon sun throws shafts of light into the depths of the alley. It illuminates walls of brilliant purple amethyst that glint enticingly. Avery rubs his eyes with his free hand not quite believing the abrupt change in the scene in front of him. Avery hears a gentle creaking sound and looks up to see an antiquated wrought iron sign swinging in the breeze just overhead. The wind drops.