"Hello?" "Sabrina, I've got a peach of an assignment for you!" Marv always sounded like he had the greatest assignment in the world for her, but they usually turned out to be the same mind numbing dreck she'd been writing for the past six months since she'd signed on to freelance for the Whittaker Agency. Sabrina rolled her eyes. "What is it this time, Marv?" She reached for her pen and pad because boring or not, dreck paid the bills, and the rent on her apartment would be due in two weeks. "Exotic Destinations is looking for an article on the Solstice celebrations on Avebury Plain in Wales. I know you used to live over there, so I thought you might like first crack at it." Sabrina's knees nearly buckled. She'd run as far and as fast as she could from Wales, and the past, and here Marv smacked her in the face with it. "Um," she stammered, her mind racing a million different directions. "Sabrina, you okay? If you aren't interested, I can give it to someone else," Marv said quickly. "I thought you'd like to maybe see the old stomping grounds." "No, I mean yes, I would like to go back.
