Chapter Four
Andy told her he had a trailer at the coast and would drive her there at the weekend. It was a
trailer parked in an isolated spot, though there was a farm quite close, a rural idyll but with access to a beach that was almost always deserted. A seaside resort a little further down the coast mopped up most of the day-trippers and those families who still wanted the traditional family holiday, in so far as it still existed.
‘If the weather’s still like this, we’ll skinny dip,’ he said.
The high pressure still held sway at the weekend and although they arrived early evening the sun was still hot. Mercifully, the trailer was tucked away in a wood and the trees provided shade.
On the way down, Chrissie had spoilt the journey for herself by allowing negative thoughts about Andy
