Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Blair had asked a local to help look after Briony while she recovered on Goldfish Isle.

The helper was a young woman named Autumn, just twenty years old. She explained that her father had named her Autumn because she was born in the fall.

After two more days on Goldfish Isle, Briony was feeling much better. She was tired of lying in bed all day; the stillness was starting to suffocate her. She wanted to get outside, to feel the world again.

Autumn was attentive and gentle, always mindful of Briony's blindness. When Briony mentioned she wanted to go out for a walk, Autumn was quick to offer her arm, guiding her carefully out of the house and onto the sandy beach.

Evening was setting in. The air held a salty tang, the breeze cool against their skin. Autumn tucked the shawl more tightly around Briony's shoulders. "Are you cold, Briony?"

Briony shook her head. "I'm fine. Autumn, can you tell me more about your island?"

Autumn scratched her head, thinking. "Do you know why it's called Goldfish Isle?" Briony guessed, "Because the island looks like a goldfish?"

"Nope!" Autumn laughed. "It's because we actually have goldfish on the island!"

Briony was surprised. “But aren't goldfish freshwater fish? People usually keep them in tanks."

"Exactly. Our island isn't very big, but we have a few hills. One of them has a freshwater lake, and that's where all the goldfish live."

"Oh, I see."

always here, but others believe that ages ago, a sailor landed on the island and

turned to where the sea and sky met in a sweep of endless blue. Yet all she

see, I'd love to visit

glanced at her. The islanders all had sun-browned skin from years beneath the open sky, but Briony

el.not

beauty in Briony's features, the snow-white skin that seemed glow in the dusk. Even though Briony's eyes couldn't see, she was striking-like a living work of art. Autumn found herself

she could sense the quiet sorrow Briony kept

think of this as a little vacation. When

you

to help you. Your eyes will

kind words

"Where is Blair,

since last night, and a strange uneasiness

frowned. "Didn't Mr. Monroe