Holiday Romance

A relaxing holiday – with the prospect of romance – can be all that’s needed to put your life into a better perspective!

- Jenny Robson

Julia trickled the warm sand through her fingers while the sun glinted off the lagoon.

To her left, the lifeguard perched on his lookout platform, bronzed and muscled. He was looking at her again, Julia noticed, and that was nice. She lay back on her towel, smiling.

Yes, this island holiday was just what a brand new divorcee needed. She was not going to play the role of Nick’s rejected wife – no – she was going to celebrate her freedom!

Adrian and Cheryl had tried to talk her out of going. They were such a conservative, straitlaced pair!

“Why go gallivanting all alone?” Adrian had asked indignantly. “You can stay with us as long as you want to.”

Cheryl, Adrian’s wife, had nodded vigorously. “You need time to heal.”

It was the kind of thing Cheryl normally came out with.

Their daughter, little Tracy, tottered across the carpet, holding out her chubby arms.

However, Julia was adamant. “I’m off to buy some beach-wear. Expensive beach-wear,” she told them. At least her settlement had been generous – proof of Nick’s guilty conscience!

Adrian and Cheryl, of course, refused to hear a bad word spoken about Nick.

“You know how much we care for both of you,” Adrian had insisted.

Cheryl had nodded vigorously about that too. “There’s good in the worst of us,” she’d pronounced.

Julia wouldn’t budge though. She bought her expensive beach-wear. She renewed her passport and booked her ticket to this island paradise – where a gorgeous hunk of a lifeguard gazed down on her day after day.

The only problem was she and the lifeguard hadn’t yet gotten round to exchanging more than a daily smile. Julia slipped her sunglasses down onto the tip of her nose now, so that he could appreciate her lovely eyes.