After sight seeing for a long time, they ate lunch under the orange tree of a street side cafe. The slender dark eyed waiter brought wine and a tray of tapas which Sharon devoured, finding her appetite on tasting the flavours of harm and cheese and fish.And in the late afternoon they walked in the gardens of the Alcazar. It was a magical place that seemed to stretch on forever, blocking out the city in the fading light. She was acutely aware of Bryan walking beside her and her heart ached. She ...