She was sitting in the sand, looking out toward the end of the jetty. The
waves were huge, frothing up as they swept down the breakwater. The beach was
crowded with people, busy walking and running up and down the beach and it was
only five-thirty. She had just finished her three laps of the beach and was
perspiring freely. …
Penny woke with a start, to find Mrs Growel tutting like a mother hen about the room. “Sorry dear” the kindly housekeeper muttered “but the Master insist you prepare to meet his best, you’ve been asleep for nearly three hours you know and the guests are becoming impatient.” Smiling indulgently at Penny the old woman […]