10
Breakers
No one heckled her as she walked down to the beach with the rental board under her arm, but she caught a couple of grins from dog walkers as she reached the shoreline.
‘Good morning,’ one young guy called as he tossed a stick for an eager Labrador. ‘Down on holiday?’
‘Something like that,’ Grace answered, ignoring the smirk behind his words as she strapped the leash to her ankle. From the shoreline, the breakers looked even smaller than they had from outside J’s Surf Shack, tiny, feeble little things perhaps not even strong enough to lift the board. As she moved the board out into the water, , she realised the only other people in the sea were two groups of kids playing in the shallows. A couple held up polystyrene boards to the breakers, others tossed a beach ball back and
