er the g u e sts su r fi n g l e s s ons. H e ’ d be the inst r u c t o r , of cou r s e . ” S he chuckled alm o st t o he r s elf before addi n g , “ I u s e d t o t e l l hi m I though t i t w as a s n ea k y w a y t o ge t t o go su r fi n g . W hen we g o t thi n g s up and g o i n g , he w an t ed t o of f er s c uba di v i n g , t o o . Ther e ’ s a ship w reck j u st off the coast n o t far f rom her e . H e thought it would be an in t er e s t i n g s e l li n g p o int t o lure g u e sts . ”
“ S hipwreck?”
“ Y eah , y o u k n o w , s t a y a t the B & B , div e wh i l e y ou ’ re her e an d e xplor e a ship w rec k du r i n g y ou r s t a y . ” S he p o in t ed of f shor e t o w ar d the ho r i zo n . J or d a n s a w N ic k t a k e h i s time, s cop e out mor e o f the cov e . I t w a s af ter a l l a spe c t a c u l a r sp o t t o j u s t s i t an d enjo y na t ur e . B ut the g u y s eeme d t o be d i st r a c t ed , a littl e preoc c u p ie d an d a whol e l o t w inded . W ith that bod y , sh e wondere d w h y . A s sh e w a t che d hi m w a l k t o the w a t e r ’ s edg e an d bac k , chec k i n g out the roc k s an d she l l s alo n g the w a y , sh e f ina l l y shu t u p lo n g enoug h t o g iv e him tim e t o ge t h i s breat h bac k .
The climb down t old N ick what h e ’ d k nown for months, af t er s e ve r al surge r i e s, he st il l w a s n ’t y et back t o f u l l stre n g th. B ut e ven s o , he had t o t amp down the urge t o shed h i s cl o th e s and t a ke a dive r ight then and there in t o the blue w a t e r .
S t andi n g there at w at e r ’ s edge he wondered how ma n y tim e s Sc o t t had w a l k ed th i s same beac h . H i s hea r t clu t ched a t th e though t .
T o get h i s ba l ance bac k , he t ook s eve r al g ul p s of ocean ai r , f il li n g h i s lu n g s w ith the sal t y s me l l s of the s ea and reluc t antly admit t ed t o him s elf the p l ace w as as beauti f ul and peace f ul as Sc o t t had d e s c r ibed. H e ’ d t a l k ed a bout th i s p l ace s o much it made N ick feel l i ke an imp o s t e r , which he w as. H e k new h e ’ d h a ve t o p a y for p os i n g as a ca r pen t er s l ash handyman. Ma ybe he needed t o come clean. T h at idea c rashed and bu r ned when he looked over at J or d an. S he w as ob v iously off in her own world. I t w a s n ’t unt i l the w ind whipped her hair f rom her face that he realized she w as poli t ely w aiti n g for him t o recover enough for the trek back u p . H e shook off h i s me l ancholy mood, g a ve her a b r ief nod t o let her k now he w as read y , and t u r ned t o head back up the clif f .
Onc e the y g o t bac k to th e t o p , h e fo l lowe d he r alo ng an o the r pat h tha t t oo k the m pas t a vege ta bl e g arden , where sh e ins t in c tivel y checke d o n he r neatl y p l an t e d ro w s of f r a g r an t onion , t h ym e an d ba s i l . “ I ’ v e g o t r a b b i ts . T r y i ng to kee p the m ou t i s l i k e t r y i ng to kee p a v am p ir e a w a y f rom blood . ”
“ W h y would a r a b b it s t a y a w a y f rom a readymade s mor g asbord l i ke th i s ?”
S h e l aughed . “ E xa c tl y . B u t ther e ha s to b e a w a y . I ’ ve t r ie d a l l th e na t ur a l remedi e s , m o thba l l s , ma r igol d s . I ’ m do w n to t r y i ng v ine g a r . ” S h e s t oo d u p to con tinu e th e t ou r .
“T h at exp l ains the p ickle s me l l . ”
H e con t inued t o t a g behind as she led him past s til l more we l l- t ended flower be d s f il led w ith p ink bl o s s omed hy drangeas, pu r ple delphinium, and n a tive bloomi n g y e l low and whi t e ice p l ants. They pa s s ed buddi n g m a g nol i as, an c ient p i n e s, and an o t her row of c y pr es s where a couple of rope s w i n g s s w a y ed in the breez e . T o N ick the entire fif t een a c r e s looked l i ke s omethi n g out of a tr a vel g uide, an idy l lic s n a p sh o t of coas
Jessica Conant-Park, Susan Conant