She had found the gentle , sloping, sandy path two minutes from the back gate, that led down to an idyllic 200 yard beach cut off at either end by outcrops of rock and thought how delightful it looked.She had had a snack and a snooze brought on by sea air and holiday excitement and at 9.30 that evening she was awake and looking for occupation. In town they would have settled town to watch a dvd or maybe have gone to the pub but she thought she would take advantage of the uniqueness of her situation.She had on a wraparound skirt and a loose blouse. She thought she looked a proper hippy when she looked in the mirror and smiled her wonky smile and left the cottage.It was a balmy evening and she breathed deep as she unlatched the gate and headed for the path. The sandy path felt lovely under her bare feet and a great wave of happiness and satisfaction washed over her as she emerged onto the beach. The sun would be setting in half an hour or so away to her right and she looked out. ”Andy sat looking at her, his face, his whole body, transmitting a message that could have been a banner across his chest saying, ‘I’m thinking.’“If,” he said, eventually, “if you wanted to go away, then you should, but I would rather you stayed here. I could go away, I could stay at a hotel near work and meet Marsha in secret assignations. If we worked at it, we might even get excited by role playing having an affair. If we made a few deliberate mistakes, you might catch us at it. We might work up some adrenaline between us.”He chuckled, imagining for a second some clandestine assignation. “Or,” he said, “we could be grown up about it all. Just because it seems a little weird right now, there’s no reason to panic.”He watched her face, curious how she’d take what he was saying. Candy stayed silent so Andy took a deep breath and carried on.“I think you have the right idea. We need new words, new names, to talk about the new us, and I mean all three of us. I could dream up a hundred.
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