There is no  long, lingering twilight in the Caribbean.  As is always the case in the tropics, night drops her cloak of darkness quickly once the sun has painted the sky with her wishes of “sweet dreams”.  Our oceanside patio in Port Antonio almost seemed like the movie set for a Hitchcock film.
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