Watching The Wind Blow (The Greek Village Collection Book 9) - Plot & Excerpts
She would like to know how he does. Maybe, when all this has died down, she can even be of some assistance to him. She looks over the stern of the boat. Sam is lying on the cockpit seat, his legs up on the deck under the boom, his eyes closed – but he is not sleeping. She can tell somehow. ‘Irini, would you do something for me?’ ‘Sure.’ Anything to help. ‘Sit here, next to me.’ Irini hesitates. He is indicating with a lazy finger the floor of the cockpit next to his seat. There is no reason why not; one bit of decking is much like another. She slips off her seat onto the floor and shuffles over, and turning her back on him, she puts her legs up onto where she has just been sitting. To her knowledge, he does not open his eyes. The boat rocks and bobs its way along and the sun plays on her face as the boom swings in a small arc back and forth, blocking the sun, revealing the sun, blocking the sun.
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