Trey hadn't known what to expect when they landed in Fort Myers. He'd traveled all over the world but somehow the southeastern tip of the United States hadn't made it into his itinerary. As cold as it had been in Newport, it was that warm in Fort Myers. The sun bathed everything in a warm golden light and even the trees and shrubbery seemed greener.
The McAuliffes, couple he'd flown with, had chatted with him about the town of Mimosa Key and its attractions.
"We're staying in Naples, this time," Trish McAuliffe told him, "but we've been to the Casa Blanca several times and love it. If you like tacos there's a great little place that's mostly frequented by local residents called South of the Border."
Davis chuckled. "Or SOB, as the locals say. But their tacos are the best around. There's no sign or anything so you may have to ask someone where it is."