CHAPTER 11
SHE LOVED THE month of May. The temperature was just right for her; not too hot and not too cold. She was getting into the habit of taking long walks along the beach, and stopping for some fruit and a bottle of water at the same little kiosk every day. Within a few short weeks she was soon on speaking terms with Sue, the kiosk’s owner, who assured Lyn that she would be the first to know if any holiday jobs were going spare.
The lack of summer work and the transient nature of the local population made finding new friends particularly difficult. All the properties nearby were rented out by the week, and after a while Lyn’s initial enthusiasm at greeting new faces started to evaporate when she knew that they would soon be leaving again.
When buying her weekly groceries at th
