Dave walked the distance between his own villa to Duncan and Becky s house. He took in his environment has he made the leisure journey. The idea of coming to the island was made out of whim but Dave must confess that coming here was therapeutic. The island talked to him, he was experiencing peace and quiet like he never did before. The tall trees that shades from the burning sun, the birds singing melodiously undisturbed perched on the trees, the gentle swoosh of the beach to the shore, and coolness of the salty breeze against one s skin; all made Dave wonder at the individual behind this beautiful work of art presented for men to enjoy. He checked his time and doubled his pace, knocking gently with the lion head-shaped knocker. The door swung open and Duncan s big smiled welcome him at the door.
"Hey Dave you are welcome." He said excitedly and pulled him into a hug at the door.
"Thank you," he beamed back his own happy smile.