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Gwen woke as the first rooster crowed. Through the small, square window in the room the sun was barely visible on the horizon. She heard movement in the building, the others already working. There was so much preparation to do before the villagers began to arrive.

She’d planned on waking earlier, but since she hadn’t been able to rest on the flight, she’d fallen into an exhausted, deep sleep as soon as she’d hit the foam mattress.

She blamed Derek for her inability to relax on the flight from the UK. Every time she’d close her eyes and start to doze off, she’d jerk awake expecting to find Derek standing in the aisle watching her again.

And every time she experienced a burst of disappointment when he wasn’t there.