SixteenChapter 9
I looked at Tiff who was glancing at Charlie often enough to make it clear she could sense Charlie’s mood. Tiff looked a bit hung-over, but she was awake to what was happening. “So, what are we doing today?” I chickened out of tackling the tension head-on. “Let’s hit the sun loungers early” Charlie smiled, seemingly oblivious to Tiff’s concerns. Or perhaps she was enjoying it. Tiff and I just nodded. The joke about the Germans putting their towels out before breakfast seemed true. But...