River of Destiny

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Authors: Barbara Erskine
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to these yokels that a right of way needed to be reinstated. Still, there was no point in putting his back up prematurely. She smiled again. ‘I’m sure you’re right, it just seems strange when it is such an obvious route. Well, never mind. Once you have ploughed the field it will be impassable anyway.’ She sighed as she shoved the map into the pocket of her jacket and tightened her scarf. ‘It was nice to see you, Bill. Do give my love to Penny.’
    She set off up the field with the wind behind her, conscious of his eyes on her back as she walked, determined not to hurry or divert from her route. It took her once more up to the wired-off area and once more she paused to gaze into the undergrowth. After a moment she walked on, skirting it as before. Why had he left that area of scrub in the field? It was a complete waste of space, not something the average man of the soil, who round here would plough up every extra centimetre if given the chance, would tolerate for a moment, in her experience. The mound of earth in the centre could easily be bulldozed. She huddled more deeply into her jacket. There were several things to find out before she took her findings to Arthur, who chaired the local walking group’s committee. She considered talking to Leo. He had taken an interest in local history since he had arrived, but then again he had told her that she and her walking group were a load of interfering bored trouble-makers. She hadn’t spoken to him since, and he had never apologised; so not the man to turn to for information. She had to find someone else to ask. But research was what she was good at and confronting Bill Turtill would, she suddenly decided, be an enjoyable experience. It might make him a bit less cocky. She shivered, for real this time, imagining his eyes, still cold and antagonistic, watching her as she made her way across his field.

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    ‘Oh my God, we’ve hit something!’ Zoë heard her voice screaming above the roar of the waves and the wind.
    ‘Don’t panic.’ Ken was fighting the tiller with all his strength. ‘We touched the shingle bank for a moment, that’s all.’ His words were carried away on the wind. ‘Come on, you stupid woman, use some strength. If we tear the bottom out of the boat, it will be your fault! Hold on!’
    Desperately Zoë hung on to the slippery rope in her hand, aware of the tightly reefed sail, the proximity of the beach as they turned into the river, feeling the enormous strength of the wind, fighting it, terrified that at any moment she would lose her grip. Ken was swearing at the helm. She couldn’t hear the words, but as she glanced across at him she saw the gleeful exhilaration in his face, the bulging muscles in his neck and arms. He was putting every ounce of strength he had into the battle, and he was enjoying it.
    Then suddenly the boat came round a few degrees and the power of the sail slackened. ‘Yes!’ Ken let out an exultant yell. ‘That’s it. We’re in. We’ve done it, we’ve crossed the bar. That’s fine. Let the sheet out a bit. There, what did I tell you?’ With uncanny suddenness the water calmed and the boat righted herself, heading meekly into the river mouth. ‘Phew!’ He smiled again and she heard a note of relief in his voice in spite of his glee. ‘I was a bit worried there. I don’t know where that squall came from. I’m sure they forecast good weather for today.’
    ‘Well, they were wrong.’ Zoë had been holding the wet main sheet so hard her knuckles were locked, her hands white, the skin of her fingers wrinkled. There had been no time to put on gloves. The cockpit was awash with water and she was soaked to the skin, aware of people standing on the seawall watching them as they passed the shingle banks at Bawdsey and threaded their way between the moorings at Felixstowe Ferry and the quiet wooded stretch of shore on the far side.
    ‘That’s something like it!’ Ken went on, his voice gaining in confidence

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