She was no longer alone at the pool. A couple had arrived and set up on some lounges at the other end, under the tamarind tree. Of much more interest... however, was that the man with whom she had chatted in the restaurant last night was just across the pool from her. He was looking at her in an interesting way. She called over to him. “Hello,” she said, “Why don’t you join me over on this side?” He called back, “OK, sounds good,” and had immediately gathered up his towel and beach bag and. But sometimes, we need to push ourselves, even if we wigwag up the sidewalk, frustratingly so perhaps, against the wind, against the cold, against the anger and frustration for what life has given us to try and overcome. To be honest, I don’t know how I will face my own days ahead. I don’t know if I will have that kind of determination to persevere, to keep going and not give up. I admit I admired his determination, even though I felt sorry for him. But did he want that? I think not. I don’t. “Ah ... hu hi.”Steph put on her best fake friendly look for this repulsive, stuttering fool. This was going to be easy.“Linc, a pleasure to meet you! Stephany Picard ... but my friends call me Steph.”“Nice to m ... meet you, S ... Stephany!”“Ok come on, Linc! Any friend of Brad’s is my friend too. Call me Steph!” Her wide, friendly smile covered her evil intent and her distaste for her two companions.Brad stepped into the conversation to Linc’s temporary relief.“Steph wanted to meet with you. Tony arrived a few minutes later. I introduced them, Tony gave me a sidelong glance since women on a fishing boat were pretty much unheard of back then. But we weren’t going to sea so I didn’t think that would matter. Soon we in the harbor, circling with the other boats. All the same direction because of less chance of a collision. The best description is a total madhouse, somehow everyone manages though. Tara was standing on the deck, her back to the bright 3/4 moon, watching the dark water..
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