Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

As Corley left the restaurant, he missed bumping into Murray, coming in for breakfast.

Murray frowned slightly. He glanced around discreetly, not spotting Roseanne anywhere.

"Babe, looking for something?" Noticing his surveying gaze, Millie asked knowingly.

Murray looked back at her. "You shouldn't have insisted on coming over with that injury on your leg."

"I could have had breakfast in bed, but I've stayed in for too long. I need some fresh air, or else I'll start to feel out of breath," Millie said, sticking her tongue out playfully.

Murray hummed softly, "What do you fancy for breakfast?"

"A sandwich and some milk, thank you, babe."

Murray had searched all four diners on the island by noon and still hadn't seen Roseanne. He strolled along the beach in the afternoon with no luck, either. At night, he spotted Leda, but still no sign of Roseanne.

It was even weirder that Corley seemed to have vanished since that morning. Could it be that Roseanne and he went on a date? The thought made Murray restless. He stood up, paused, and picked up Millie's shawl hanging on the back of the chair.

It was a regular piece bought on the island. Nearly everyone had one, including Roseanne.

"Roseanne left her shawl with me at noon. Here, take

got caught off guard and blurted out, "Noon? How's that possible? She's

Realizing her slip-up, Leda said defensively, "Murray, trying to

gaze turned sharp.

eyes. "None of your

nodded. "It seems like she did head

getting his answer,

no need to guess. If Roseanne had left, Corley must have been

cursed herself for being

and called Maurice.

Mr. Sherwood. Will the lady come back with

was better to ask and avoid making

He hesitated.

after tomorrow. They're having a

with my condition, why

"Hello? Mr. Sherwood,