He had advised her to divorce him. She now knew she would have to get the divorce. This dead and mutilated woman lay between them for ever. Yes, she would have to get a divorce. She thought of the years ahead of her. She would, of course, go back to her father’s house. At least, that would give him pleasure. And Chris? What would become of him?
She got to her feet and went to the window and looked down on the terrace. The blonde girl in her red bikini was sitting by Chris. The sun lit up her hair. She was laughing and she was very animated. Chris was laughing too. He looked happier than Val had seen him since the accident.
Suddenly he got to his feet and extended his hand. The girl grasped it and stood up.
Together they walked along the terrace and down the steps towards the beach.?Val had a feeling that at last Chris’ adventure to begin a new life could be beginning.
She went back to the suitcases and began to re-pack, putting her things in one suitcase and his in another.
THE END
