”“Alright man, it’s your funeral, not mine, she’s not gonna be chasing me.”“Depends on how she looks at it, I need you to distract her whi...le I sneak up behind her.”“Uhh, pass. She could be one of those ‘hell hath no fury of a scorned woman’ girls. No dice.”“Come on man, like you said she’ll be coming after me anyway, don’t be a scaredy ass. Just talk to her for a little bit then walk to the edge of the pool so I know she’s ready.”I paused for a second. “You know what, fine. I’ll do it just to. More by luck than judgement, they finished breakfast just about that time, so sails could be hoisted and Serendipity was 'wind-rode' – pointing into the wind. As soon as everything was ready, Joe walked the mooring buoy down the starboard side of the boat and Serendipity obediently paid off and began to sail. Joe, of course, let go the buoy, rather than being tugged overboard, and they were on their way ... He coiled the mooring line carefully and made his way aft to stow it properly.Denise, at. "Is that who I think it is?" muttered Pansy."Afraid so."Voices, one of them male, carried up from the hallway. They faded, thenI heard the front door close."Thank goodness for that," said Pansy, still concentrating on his eyes."We can have some music at long last. Do the honours, would you Peter?"I walked over to the record player in the corner. If it hadn't belongedto someone else I would have put my foot straight through the bloodything.Afraid so.That simple phrase had sliced my soul to. I always thought she was glamorous and worshipped her from afar.After I had eaten I went to do my homework. We had rather a lot that night. Iremember that because Peter and I had agreed not to meet after. I did it indouble quick time because I wanted to investigate what Mum had put on my bed.It was a pile of my sisters old books. I started to read.The books I usually read were adventures, or about boys playing football. Theresults for the team were more important than the characters. These.