“You named me right; I’m a ruffian,” I said to the bleeding captain who had produced a handkerchief from his sleeve and was blotting at his inju...ed nose. “Suppose you tell this gentleman,” I pointed at the angry uncle with my big sticker, “about your home and family. What’s your wife’s name?”“Eleanor,” he said. “We live in Hemstead, on a rocky hillside.”“Children?” I asked, flicking off one of his shiny buttons.“Seven, yes, seven, she just bore me another son.” He sniffed but his nose still. ”Then she sniffed at him.“Mr. Fielding, where have you been?” she asked with her voice back to its normal volume. “A girl can tell when a man has just been meeting with a rival.”Jake blushed. “Uh, I’ve just come from the most glorious and disconcerting fifteen minutes of my life, and I really can’t say anything more than that.”“That’s a pity. I’m sure I would enjoy hearing the whole story immensely. There is a Mr. Havel in the management offices waiting to see you.”“I’ll see him in a minute,. ” She said.“That’s the thing it’s not just where but also when. We are still in the human dimension, still on the same continent. Though I have moved us to the other side of it and about ten years earlier. I wanted a little time to start working on you Naci. I did after all make a promise.”A sweet smile broke out on her face, “yes you did Toman. It’s wonderful that you remembered.”“You’re now my partner, how the hell could I forget?” I said then passed his hand over an area before us. Smiling a. Before we left my mother got my sister and I to try on our wet-suits. She told us that they were both a little tight now and on the first day in Wales she took us both to a surf shop on the road to the beach. The proprietor was a fit, toned man of about thirty. He was not particularly good-looking but he was in good shape and his tight t-shirt showed his physique off nicely. He selected wet-suits for me and my sister off the rails. He suggested we tried them on but to keep our underwear on.