A Home In Sunset Bay. Rebecca Pugh

as much calm as she could get and was glad of the sea. Somehow, being beside such a huge expanse of natural creation made all of her problems suddenly feel tiny. It was a welcome feeling, one that she could get used to. All she wanted was to forget. Forget everything that had happened and take some time out of life for herself. She needed to think about what she’d do, because for the first time in forever, she didn’t have a plan.

      Laurie walked back to the car at a slow and leisurely pace, her hands swinging by her sides, which already felt different to her usual power-walk that had helped her speed through the busy London streets. When she reached the car, she climbed in, sat still for a moment and allowed herself to take a few deep breaths. All those people from work who looked upon her with admiration and awe would be surprised to find her there like that, shoulders slumped and head resting against the steering wheel. The image was strange and out of the ordinary for someone so in control and sure of themselves.