Evie calls down the stairs. ‘Freya? Joe?’ ‘It’s me,’ I call back. Why don’t I tell her what Joe’s doing? Later, I ask myself this over and over. I still don’t know the answer. ‘Gramps and I are having an early night,’ Evie says. ‘Help yourself to food or whatever. And can you bring the chairs in from the garden? I forgot. Thanks, love.’ She closes their bedroom door. It’s only about nine o’clock! I can’t seem to stay still. After I’ve put the chairs in the shed and brought in the rug I wonder about going back to the field to play. I can’t stop thinking about Joe. Upset, because of Huw and Sam but also because of me. Out there on the boat. It doesn’t feel right. Then I think of something and my heart lurches. I go back out to the shed to check: Joe’s wetsuit and all four life jackets are still hanging there. Still I don’t wake up Evie and Gramps. Maybe because of that note in her voice earlier: don’t disturb us.
What do You think about Breathing Underwater (2012)?
