‘What if someone sees?’ I said. He told me not to worry. ‘No one here cares,’ he said. I wasn’t convinced. A man with a dog was walking at the water’s edge, headed in our direction. I sat up. ‘Can we wait?’ I said. ‘Just till he’s passed?’ ‘It’s okay,’ he said. ‘I recognise him. He’s always here. He’s a player. He won’t bother us. Don’t worry, just relax.’ I put my head back onto my left forearm so I could still see the shoreline, and I let him ease my bathers down. ‘It’s not a nudist beach, is it?’ … Continue reading Players