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Chapter Three:  The next day

"What for a smell?", thinks Caroline and opens her eyes. "It smells tasty!".
She jumps with a set from her bed and rushes to the bathroom.
After having a shower, she puts on white pants and a lovely white long blouse, puts a little rouge on her cheeks and rushes downstairs to the kitchen.
She stops in front of the open kitchen door. With wide opening eyes, she looks at the picture what she sees.

Bodi bakes pancakes. A smell of coffee is in the air and smells delicious in her nose. On the table, she sees fruits, juice, bread, and butter.

He is so busy that he doesn't notice her. He has flour in his face but he is not clumsy at the stove. The radio is playing. Bodi hums and moves his body in the rhythm of the music.
She doesn't want him to notice that she is watching him already for a while and goes back a few steps. She begins to whistle to the music as she enters the kitchen. Bodi looks at her, seeing a big bright smile on her face.
"What a surprise, I see you have found everything for breakfast. I'm so sorry, I am not a good host because I slept longer than my guest.", says Caroline.

Bodi smiles "Don't worry, no need for an apology. I disturbed your sleep last night. Have a seat and enjoy your breakfast. I'm going to have a look for my boat.", he says.

Caroline replies, "Oh no, don't leave, please. I think you also have not eaten yet. Please keep me company. You have prepared more than enough for us both. You can have a look for your boat later and if you don't mind would I like to go with you to the beach." 

Bodi agrees and takes a seat opposite her.
The breakfast is delicious and the talk pleasant.
She likes his manly voice and that he understands to set his words and to lead the conversation. He has humor without to use clumsy or silly jokes. After finishing breakfast, she puts the dirty dishes in the sink. She will wash it up later.  

The air is fresh in this morning, cleaned by storm and Rain. The moist sand is warm.  It isn't necessary wearing shoes. She loves walking barefoot as often as possible.

The beach is a picture of chaos.  
Many trees have lost lots of their leaves, and many coconuts lay on the ground.
The boat has torn sails, but the boat itself is in good condition at first sight. The sailing boat is neither small nor big. It has a stateroom for cooking and sleeping. The view through the open door shows the mess. Nothing is still at the right place. It will take time to repair everything and to clean up the mess.
Bodi used the motor during the storm to save the sails.
The box with the engine is under water and he will try to start it again after drying.

"What do you want to do now Bodi?",  asks Caroline compassionately and looks at Bodi. "Hmmm," he says and runs with his hands about his stubble. "Let me think! First I have to spoon out the water and to wait until it's dry. Then I'll try to repair the sails. Maybe are there also some other damages. Who knows? Unfortunately, I can't find my tools. I'm afraid the sea has stolen them."
He laughs a little because he doesn't want to show her his despair and although she noticed that, she doesn't say anything.
"Don't worry. I'm sure we will find some tools.There is a room where the power generator stands. I will have a look there later. You may sleep inside the house for some days. The guest room is prepared", says Caroline and she is blushing.

Caroline and Bodi start cleaning up the mess. She around the house and he takes all the things out of the boat to let dry them under the sun. He's happy because he had a blessing in disguise. The most of the stuff is still alright. He sees only some broken plates and ruined groceries.

In the noon heat, they stop working and return to the house.
Caroline serves self-made lemonade. It is refreshing.

Bodi goes upstairs to wash his dirty hands, comes back, takes a seat on the sofa and watches her.  She looks beautiful with her from working red face. Her white skin starts tanning. He looks at her while she is sitting on one of the armchairs opposite him.  She has closed eyes. Bodi watches her breathing on her chest. She is small.  He guesses, only so 160 cm. She is not one of the girls like those in the high-gloss magazines, she is not slim but also not fat.  She is beautiful in a natural way.

On the table lie folders with poems which he found in the morning. They were lying on the secretary in the living room. He could not find out the writer's name.
The poems witness a deep love-longing. Their style is very melancholic.
He should not forget to ask her who the owner of this folder with the poems is, or better to ask her if she knows who the author is.

 
Reeved in reading, he does not notice her waking.
She looks at him. She guesses, he is in the forties.
It's not easy to guess because he looks like as if he has experience in life, and she sees some wrinkles around his dark eyes. His face is tanned and also his body.
She would give a penny for his thoughts while he's reading.
His hands which hold the folder seem to know what work means. Nevertheless, his hands are manicured.

She is caught up with the imagination how it might to be touched by his hands. It makes her feel a strange warmth in her belly. She forces herself to stop these thoughts, coughs a little, takes a mouthful lemonade and says towards him, " I want to go outside. I should resume working. I'm not hungry. If you are, you can find something in the fridge. I'm cooking for dinner in the evening. If you like a good roasted steak, served with vegetables and potatoes then join me."

"Oh, that sounds good. I really don't know how to thank you for all what you are doing for me.",  says Bodi, smiling.
"Don't mention it," says Caroline and leaves the house.

Bodi feels a little hungry and makes a slice bread with cheese and takes a carrot from the basket on the kitchen table.
He sees through the kitchen window that Caroline enters the shed behind the house where the power generator stands. Shortly thereafter she comes out again. In her hand, she is carrying a toolbox and puts the box on the stair next to the front door.

Still, the sliced bread in his hand takes Bodi the box from the stair and goes with large steps to the beach.
The boat what he had jacked up in the morning lost the rest of water and now is it possible to open the motor cabin. He wants to lubricate and start the engine after drying. Before he has to mend the sails and to clean everything inside and outside of the boat. He knows it will take some time but he is no longer in a hurry. He wants to enjoy this island, accompanied by this beautiful woman. And also, it seems as if this island is offering very nice motives for photographs. Thank god, his cameras were kept very safe in a waterproof box.
He starts to clean up the mess. He does not pay attention to the time.

Suddenly, there is a smell coming from the house. Caroline calls him, "Please come in, the food is ready to eat soon. It takes still 20 minutes, more or less." He knocks the sand from his trousers, crosses the beach and enters the house, goes upstairs to have a shower and to pick clean clothes. He found his clothes fresh washed and ironed on the bed in the guest room. She must have taken them from the boat while he was busy to save what still usable is.

It is still early evening. She is hungry. Actually, she does not like to eat so early but today is the first evening after her arrival. She wants to watch the sundown after the dinner.

Sitting at the beach in the warm sand, watching the waves and waiting for the sundown must be beautiful. It was a hot day with blue sky, but now she can see first dark clouds in the distance. Maybe comes a thunderstorm or Rain again?

------- to be continued ------