The Sanditon Resort. The name conjured an image of a beachfront colony with a lot of small houses and fishornamentation. Then again, Charity had never been to a resort and had no idea what to expect, but she hoped it was as grand and entertaining as she hoped. "I've seen ads for it in the paper before," she admitted, "but I've never been there. Is it very magical? Will it take very long to get there?"
Charity stepped outside her bedroom door and clutched her back to her chest. She wondered if they'd be sailing so fast that her bag might fly into the water. She didn't know very much about boats, but the sailboats in her books were often small and without much space to move. She wondered if Uncle Alfred had accounted for that as well!
Charity stepped outside her bedroom door and clutched her back to her chest. She wondered if they'd be sailing so fast that her bag might fly into the water. She didn't know very much about boats, but the sailboats in her books were often small and without much space to move. She wondered if Uncle Alfred had accounted for that as well!
