most beaches in the UK, Brighton wasn’t blessed with miles of sandy beach. However, it didn’t do the popular town any harm as it was a haven for the trendy city types who arrived in their droves at weekends. Brighton also had a well-established, large and welcoming student community, which included two universities, and the beautiful Sussex countryside was only minutes away.
Ben let Charlie off his lead for a good run around ; he loved the water and stood at the sea edge, waiting for the ripples to splash over his paws before running away and then turning around to do it all over again. Ben perched on a large rock and threw pebbles into the cold water. The beach was blanketed with students, some were playing guitars, others were singing, and the tourists were dipping their toes in the cold water, making the very most of a typical spring day.
Since arriving in Brighton, Ben hadn’t suffered one of his blinding headaches, not even a twitch. He smiled with a sense of relief and looked around the bustling beach. This really was just what he needed, he felt better than he’d felt for months. The sound of the sea crashing against the rocks, watching Charlie running in and out of the sea like an excited puppy and the overall holiday atmosphere everywhere he turned, made him realise just how much he’d missed out on over the years.
“ This is going to be the first of many this year,” he mumbled to himself as he made his way over to Charlie. “Come on, boy, time to go.” Charlie came bounding over soaking wet and running around Ben in circles. This was clearly what Charlie needed too , thought Ben as he attached his lead and led him onto the promenade heading towards an express supermarket.
Tristan tapped Stephanie ’s number into his mobile phone while he waited for Ben to return. He let it ring out for ages and was just about to hang up when her rather stark voice hollered down the phone line.
“ What do you want, Tristan,” Stephanie answered abruptly.
“ I am in Brighton with my brother right now, when I return I want no trace of you in my house. Do you hear me, Steph?”
There was an uncomfortable silence before she replied. “I told you I would be gone by tonight Tristan and I will.”
Tristan stared out to the marina before replying, “As far as I am concerned, I never want to see you again. You have betrayed me for the last time, I won’t take you back this time, Steph.” Tristan heard a click at the other end of the line, indicating that Steph had hung up. Tristan threw his phone down onto the sofa and was just about to go and find Ben when he came walking through the door with a bunch of beers and a soaking wet Charlie.
“ Thank God for that. I was just about to come looking for you. Here, pass me one of those, will you, Ben.” Tristan walked out onto the balcony, pulled the ring on his beer can, and took a large gulp.
“ Hey, Tristan, you okay? You were smiling when we left, what’s happened?”
Tristan turned around with an angry look on his face. “It’s Steph, I’ve kicked her out, Ben, and before you say anything, it’s permanent this time. She’s only been seeing some guy from work and not the same one as last time either. I forgave her the first time and that was hard enough, Ben. She is blatantly making a fool out of me and to think I was actually thinking of proposing to her.”
Ben was shocked ; he looked at his brother’s face and knew he was hurting. “I’m sorry, Tristan, I had no idea. You should have said something earlier.” Ben grabbed a beer and kicked off his trainers.
“ You’ve had enough to deal with, Ben, without listening to my woes. It’s for the best anyway. Look, why don’t we take a walk down to the restaurants along the marina and grab a bite to eat. I’ve already booked the boat for tomorrow so we can spend the day fishing. I will do another supermarket run later for tomorrow’s supplies; it will be just us and Charlie, no women in