Chapter Five
The atmosphere was a little tense at first but soon we relaxed as we watched Buster playing in the surf and chasing gulls. We ate and drank cider, we talked about inconsequential things, we enjoyed the sun on our faces and all the while our eyes betrayed our casual demeanour. We were both stealing covert glances at each other, appraising each other; and I knew that my world had just shifted off its axis subtly.
As soon as we finished eating Buster was barking at us furiously and nosing Jo’s bag. She removed a large and well chewed Frisbee and we spent ages running around on the sand playing with the dog, laughing and joking and just being... well....us!
Eventually he tired us out and we sat in silence for a while on the blanket. For my part I know I was trying to find a way
