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just walking around Key Largo.
When twilight set in, they made their way over to the tree. It was
indeed beautiful, a 40 footer. The top was so high, the electric
company had had to volunteer one of their repair trucks to get the
star on top and the highest decorations on the tree. It has been a
real community effort, and it was definitely worth it. All lit up
with white twinkle lights, it gave an angel glow.
A
young man with a clipboard approached them. “Can I interest you
folks in the trolley tour of the lights? We'll show you all the
best light displays in Key Largo this year.” Callie looked at
Henry and he nodded. They paid the man with the clipboard and
boarded the trolley.
The
first house had a “Christmas in the Tropics” theme. The
palm trees in the front yard were decorated with lights, and they had
strung a hammock made of lights between the two trees. The scene
was complimented by Santa-hat wearing flamingos. It was about a step
away from being tacky, but it had stayed just over the line and was
just fun and tropical.
“ So,
is this your style of Christmas decorating ,
“ asked Henry, gesturing to the scene.
“ No.
I tend to go for a more traditional look. And much plainer. My
tree at home is quite small. And I have a green and gold theme.
Nothing crazy. What about you?”
Henry
thought for a moment. “Well, I don't decorate much myself per
say. But as part of the business, my parents tend to go all out.
Tasteful, mind you, understated even, but over the top in terms of
volume.”
The
trolley guide was true to his word and the residents of Key Largo had
truly outdone themselves this year. While they drove around town,
marvelling at the creativity and effort that had gone into many of
the displays, they enjoyed complimentary fruit punch and cookies.
It was a lovely way to end their outing to Key Largo, not much
talking, but just enjoying the festive spirit and the Christmas
carols. In fact, they ate so many cookies, neither of them felt much
like dinner.
As
they made their final approach back to the starting point of the
tour, they passed by the Murray Nelson Center. As very bad luck
would have it, Jimmy Stone, a freelance paparazzi photographer was
there,. He was off duty, enjoying a few days' fishing in Key Largo
instead of being on the South Beach beat in Miami. He had celebrity
radar; it was something he'd
developed covering the rich and famous for so many years. As the
trolley went by, it vaguely registered with him. It was only a
minute later, after it was well out of eye view, that he realized he
may just have seen Prince Henry of Laurenia. In Key Largo. His eyes
might have deceived him, but usually his gut was right. Could it be?
Jimmy
took out his iPhone and hit speed dial. “Hey, Linda, it's me.” Before his assistant could even respond, he continued. “I
need you to do some research for me. Stat. I wanna know where
Prince Henry from Laurenia is at these days. Call me back asap.”
He ended the call as quickly as he started it.
If
Jimmy was right, this could make his year. Especially if he was the
only one onto him. It looked like he'd been with a girl. Pictures
of him with anyone female always sold. The fact that he hadn't known
Prince Henry was in Florida was suspicious. It meant he was on
personal time, not official. And none of his usual tipsters had
called him, so he must be avoiding the fancy hotels and hot spots.
This could be very interesting. He looked at his phone, willing it
to ring.
Jimmy
packed up his fishing gear and loaded it in the back of his truck.
And pulled out his camera bag. Even when he wasn't officially
working, he kept a high end camera with him at all times. Just in
case. Looked like he was going to have to cut his vacation short
and see what the prince was up to. If it was what he thought, it
might just buy him the new car he'd been wanting.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
December
23 rd
Callie
loved Sundays. Not just because it was her only day off
When twilight set in, they made their way over to the tree. It was
indeed beautiful, a 40 footer. The top was so high, the electric
company had had to volunteer one of their repair trucks to get the
star on top and the highest decorations on the tree. It has been a
real community effort, and it was definitely worth it. All lit up
with white twinkle lights, it gave an angel glow.
A
young man with a clipboard approached them. “Can I interest you
folks in the trolley tour of the lights? We'll show you all the
best light displays in Key Largo this year.” Callie looked at
Henry and he nodded. They paid the man with the clipboard and
boarded the trolley.
The
first house had a “Christmas in the Tropics” theme. The
palm trees in the front yard were decorated with lights, and they had
strung a hammock made of lights between the two trees. The scene
was complimented by Santa-hat wearing flamingos. It was about a step
away from being tacky, but it had stayed just over the line and was
just fun and tropical.
“ So,
is this your style of Christmas decorating ,
“ asked Henry, gesturing to the scene.
“ No.
I tend to go for a more traditional look. And much plainer. My
tree at home is quite small. And I have a green and gold theme.
Nothing crazy. What about you?”
Henry
thought for a moment. “Well, I don't decorate much myself per
say. But as part of the business, my parents tend to go all out.
Tasteful, mind you, understated even, but over the top in terms of
volume.”
The
trolley guide was true to his word and the residents of Key Largo had
truly outdone themselves this year. While they drove around town,
marvelling at the creativity and effort that had gone into many of
the displays, they enjoyed complimentary fruit punch and cookies.
It was a lovely way to end their outing to Key Largo, not much
talking, but just enjoying the festive spirit and the Christmas
carols. In fact, they ate so many cookies, neither of them felt much
like dinner.
As
they made their final approach back to the starting point of the
tour, they passed by the Murray Nelson Center. As very bad luck
would have it, Jimmy Stone, a freelance paparazzi photographer was
there,. He was off duty, enjoying a few days' fishing in Key Largo
instead of being on the South Beach beat in Miami. He had celebrity
radar; it was something he'd
developed covering the rich and famous for so many years. As the
trolley went by, it vaguely registered with him. It was only a
minute later, after it was well out of eye view, that he realized he
may just have seen Prince Henry of Laurenia. In Key Largo. His eyes
might have deceived him, but usually his gut was right. Could it be?
Jimmy
took out his iPhone and hit speed dial. “Hey, Linda, it's me.” Before his assistant could even respond, he continued. “I
need you to do some research for me. Stat. I wanna know where
Prince Henry from Laurenia is at these days. Call me back asap.”
He ended the call as quickly as he started it.
If
Jimmy was right, this could make his year. Especially if he was the
only one onto him. It looked like he'd been with a girl. Pictures
of him with anyone female always sold. The fact that he hadn't known
Prince Henry was in Florida was suspicious. It meant he was on
personal time, not official. And none of his usual tipsters had
called him, so he must be avoiding the fancy hotels and hot spots.
This could be very interesting. He looked at his phone, willing it
to ring.
Jimmy
packed up his fishing gear and loaded it in the back of his truck.
And pulled out his camera bag. Even when he wasn't officially
working, he kept a high end camera with him at all times. Just in
case. Looked like he was going to have to cut his vacation short
and see what the prince was up to. If it was what he thought, it
might just buy him the new car he'd been wanting.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
December
23 rd
Callie
loved Sundays. Not just because it was her only day off
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