”“I don’t like it. I’m pushing this old boat harder than I should. I’ve got to slow down a little before something breaks.”“What about t...e battleship?”“It’s not following us.”“It could still shoot us.”“We might be in range, but at this distance we are a very small target.”“If you say so.”“I’m going to the big island. We’ll hide out there for a couple of hours. If we don’t see anything, we’ll head back to port. They’ve got to know the Navy is here.”“The big island is not a good place to hide. On the night of the funeral a sister and brother did express their love for each other and a blissful night of kissing and touching did follow but guilt overcame them and the relationship was not consummated although the love and warmth between them still endures.Richard relaxed in the big old bath after the harrowing day. It brought comfort to be back in familiar surrounding and the bath brought back happy memories of bath time with his sister, and Mum, whom they had buried today, scrubbing. ’ Holy crap! My emotions had been settling down since our rough fuck, and now he pushed that memory right up into the front of my brain. I still don’t like him, but all of a sudden I was feeling that tingling down below. This is definitely not what I need right now. But I couldn’t help myself: I walked up to him and asked, ‘When?’ ‘Eleven o’clock, same place.’ An hour from now. Crap! I knew better, knew better! than to do this, but as I sat at the table with our friends, I kept sneaking peeks. The grandparents arrived on Christmas Eve morning, we spend the day just watching Christmas themed films, or putting up decorations around the house. I had really wanted to go to town with lights, inside and out, plus lighted characters to hang on the house and put in the garden, but Mom and Dad had put their foot down and told me no.The house still looked festive, but it wasn’t garish, which is probably what would have happened if I had been let loose.Although we were not actively religious.