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HEADS YOU WIN

Whenever Ruth looked back on the past three years – and she often did – she caht down to the last detail – yes, even before they’d met

They first bumped into each other by accident – or that’s what Ruth assumed at the time – and to be fair to Max it wasn’t the two of them, but their boats, that had bumped into each other

Sea Urchin was easing its way into the adjoiningwhen the ts touched Both skippers quickly checked to see if there had been any dae inflatable buoys slung over their sides, neither had coave a mock salute and disappeared below deck

Max poured hiin and tonic, picked up a paperback that he had meant to finish the previous suh the pages, trying to recall the exact place he had reached, when the skipper of The Scottish Belle reappeared on the deck

The older ave the sameSorry about the bump’

‘No harlass of whisky

Max rose fro across to the side of the boat, thrust out a hand and said, ‘My name’s Max Bennett’

‘Angus Henderson,’ the older h burr

‘You live in these parts, Angus?’ asked Max casually

‘No,’ replied Angus ‘My wife and I live on Jersey, but our twin boys are at school here on the south coast, so we sail across at the end of every term and take thehton?’

‘No, London, but I co, which I fear isn’t often enough – as you’ve already discovered,’ he added with a chuckle, as a woman appeared from below the deck of The Scottish Belle