The Rescuer

Seagulls wheeling, crying, waves breaking against the shore, the sun’s warmth embracing his body… Erik yielded to the creeping languor and stretched out on his beach towel, hands folded over his stomach, cap shielding his eyes.

Lynda lay face down alongside him, bikini top unhooked, reading a paperback she’d borrowed from the library.

He was drifting off when he caught snatches of an argument in a foreign language. He waited for it to subside, but like a tennis match it carried on – one […]

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