For Eric all was darkness. He'd been dreaming of sunshine, a Cornish holiday from his youth. Vivid blue water of St Mawes' bay, sunlight fragmenting on a thousand wavelets and dazzling the dreamer as he clutched his ice-cream cone harbour-side. Only, he was older now and Daniella Blanchford was seated with him on the bench, wearing a pale-yellow summer dress. She had sunglasses perched in
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