Valley of Dreams - a rural tale This place and its glorious location had been the realization of
my life's ambition. Now I lay awake wondering how long it could last and
whether I'd been a fool to gamble our savings in pursuit of a dream? If only success would shine on my enterprise as easily as the
sunlight from the valley streamed though our bedroom window and spread its
drowsy golden dawn across my Tessa's hair. For nearly three hours I'd sat and watched her. In sleep she
looked relaxed and happy, her cheeks delicately flushed. With difficulty, I had
resisted the urge to awaken her. Now it was nearly 8 o'clock and, at
long last, I allowed my lips to descend deliciously onto hers to bid her
welcome to the new day.
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