Maybe we stand a chance... Tom Petty sings from the speakers.
“We still stand a chance, don’t we?” Henry looks to Laura, she’s leaning her head on the window half asleep. They drive the road winding around the foothills.
– If you fall asleep you won’t see the castle – says Henry.
– Uh? –
Laura wakes up slowly shaking her head.
– Where’s the castle? –
– Over there, on the cliffs – he says pointing to the top of a hill. From the road, sea and castle are out of sight.
– Can we see? – she asks now fully awaken.
– Of course we can! –
Henry parks the car in a somewhat sheltered corner. He handles a jacket to Laura and takes one for himself. While she struggles with the security belt and her jacket, he opens the trunk to take a photographer bag with…
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