Before their argument could be noticed by all the people around, Heather had finally stood up from their blanket and wandered off towards the sea.
And when she finally gave in and put it on, he pushed her to walk around and show herself off at the quite crowded beach. Half the day he had tried to talk her out of her one piece swimsuit into a bikini, that was merely three tiny patches of fabric kept together with a length of string. Her hubby could be such a pest sometimes. There were less and less people to be seen, as the the few that she saw were packing their stuff just now to return home from a day on the beach. Now she had been walking these endless beaches for hours and the sun was setting. She'd had a row with her husband of five years. 'Heather was still walking along the surf.
