I hadn’t bothered with the jib, but as Clara was there and seemed to be doing okay, I released the jib furling line and set it too.“You’re doing...great,” I told her, as I clambered down into the cockpit. “See that green buoy?”“Uh huh.”“We need to pass that to the right. That’s the Bench Head buoy, marking the beginning of the Blackwater channel. If we were heading upstream, it would be on our right*, but we’re heading out, so it’s on our left.”*Okay. Once more – buoyage in Europe is the opposite. I still didn’t know her name. The days continued to get hotter and she continued to leave her window open. A month later I was confident enough in my plan to put it into action. I stepped off the bus about three blocks from her house. I had left my car at home. It was the only way. Knowing she would still be at work, I walked the short distance to her house and then made my way to the back alley. Sure enough, the window was open. I pushed my backpack in and then climbed through myself,. More

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