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“I remember. You want to set up some lessons?”
“Please, before the summer gets here. I’m hoping Nat will get the opportunity to be in town more now, and she could enjoy the summer.”
“It’s a great idea. And as I said, I’d be happy to teach your daughter.”
“We’ll pay, of course.”
“Actually, you’d be doing me a favour. I’m logging hours for my official qualification, so I’ll happily cover this.”
“If you’re sure?”
“Absolutely. Are you free Saturday?”
“Um, well, why not. Thank you, Jayce. Do we bring anything?”
“Nah, we have you covered. See you Saturday, say eleven?” I calculate the tide times from where we are today.
“We’ll be there.”
Bright rays of light bring me round from a heavy sleep. My bedroom doesn’t have the same floor-to-ceiling windows as the main room does, but my window blind doesn’t cut out the early morning sunrise. I’ll have to get a blackout blind before summer really kicks in. Although, there is something peaceful about being woken by the sun.
After a quick shower, I head out and do my morning comb of plastics from the beach before stopping in at Molly’s for a coffee and then heading back to the shop. It’s a beautiful day, and the surf is small and regular. Perfect for beginners.
The delivery room is packed with new stock and equipment, and we’ll get to start using it today with Tegan coming in.
I haven’t seen or heard from Zennor, not even bumping into her at Molly’s, but that’s okay. Space might be a good thing right now, and as I’ve said before, I can be patient.
When the surf school is open properly, the plan is to have the boards, wetsuits and other equipment set up from the delivery entrance, which is easily accessible around the side of the shop. I change into my wetsuit and check the boards, wondering how old Tegan’s daughter is—something I should have checked.
A few minutes early, they arrive at the shop.
“Hey, come on through, and we’ll get you sorted.” Tegan smiles and looks a little nervous, whereas I can’t mistake the excitement on her daughter’s face. “I’m Jayce.”
“Natalie. Mum says you know Auntie Zennor?” She’s the spit of her mother.
“Yep. I even gave her a surf lesson once.”
“Really? That doesn’t sound like her.”
“It was a long time ago now. I take it she’s still not one for water?” I look between them as I grab a woman’s small wetsuit down off the rack and hand it to Natalie.
“Honestly, I couldn’t say for sure, but I doubt it,” Tegan confirms.
“You can change through there, and I’ll get a board for you, and then we’re set to head to the beach.”
Natalie practically bounces off to my wet room. That won’t be available for the surf school, but I don’t mind on this occasion.
I grab a board and busy myself, so I don’t feel compelled to ask the question that I want to ask of Tegan—how’s Zennor.
“Ready.” Natalie is out and turns to her mum to pull up the zip at the back. It’s a little big but will do just fine.
“Come on then.” I carry the board and lead them to the beach.
“Are you okay waiting here, Tegan? We’ll be going over some drills on the sand before we get to the water.”
“I’m fine. It’s a beautiful day.” She pulls out a towel from her bag and sits down on the edge of the dry sand.
“Come on then, Nat. Let’s get you started.”
