Chapter Ten
Dan and Steve, the farm boys, had reached land and the finish line. They had managed to keep their akubras on their heads, despite the brisk breeze that had sprung up this side of the bay. Ray and Niall had just about hit the beach. Jeremy and Ginny, the husband and wife team, and mother daughter team Marion and Emily were a little behind. But not by much.
Abbey’s shoulders burned as she struggled to pull the oar through the water. She hadn’t thought rowing could be as hard as it was. She was saturated, the sticky salt drying out her skin. She was intensely aware of Quinn behind her. He hadn’t said a word since she’d unburdened herself.
What a stupid thing to have done. She’d spilled her guts, crying ‘poor me’. She should be wearing a neon sign around her neck that flashed ‘
