Sea of Dreams [antikvár]

One Mark had his indulgently kind face on. Holly noticed the way the mouth lengthened in gentle amusement, the eyes creased with regret. 'No can do, Nunc,' he said and combed back his floppy brown hair with distrait fingers. 'Much as Holly and I would like to be with you as per usual over Christmas, it means taking time off from the garage and fioliday periods are quite our busiest time.' Holly felt a sudden pang of guilt; Mark would have liked to spend Christmas here in the holiday village with Reg just as they'd done ever since they were married. It was she who was desperate for a change. Then she swallowed her guilt: Mark was quite right, it was terribly difficult to get dme off at Christmas. It was the same at the estate agent's where she worked. Come Boxing Day ever)'one thought it might be fini to move in the spring and they phoned the office and asked what was on the books. Most of them weren't serious btit there was always a chance there would be a sale, so she'd meet them and show them round whatever was available. Hugo, the local manager, knew that she and Mark would be back home on Boxing Day. Uncle Reg looked totally crestfallen. 'But you always come for Christmas dinner. It won't be the same without you. Aiid Holly helps May. How is May going to cope? We've got ten bookings this year and that still leaves Magpie Cottage empty. Sure to get a last-minute enquiiy. And Magpie is a six-berth job. So we could have sixteen on Christmas Day!' Holly was practically certain he was lying; it was the 9