A few days passed and Eric was feeling much better. The doctor he saw condemned him to bed rest for two days. He felt stir crazy and snuck down to the kitchen often to pester Marie about making him food. She was always so kind to him and very lovely. He thought sheâ€™d make a wonderful wife for someone one day. Eric knew that it was foolish to think of the help in such a manner but he didnâ€™t get to interact with a lot of girls, or girls his age for that matter.<br/><br/>Eric smiled at Marie, took his sandwich and snuck out the back to sit on the Cliffside to watch the waves. He listened to the water crashing against the rocks, the gulls in the distance bickering over a scrap of food and the warm summer breeze in his hair. Nothing could be more perfect than this moment.