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definitely not in
your favour,” Meredith slurred. She raised the bottle of bubbly to
her lips, swallowing the remaining liquid in one long continuous
gulp.
    Anneli pulled the small sheet of folded paper
from her cleavage, handing it over.
    Meredith unfolded the note and read the words
out loud.
    “To my hero, when will you save me from my
stinking horrible life? Please hurry, signed Anneli.”
    “Meredith, follow my lead. Place both hands
on the bottle and repeat after me. God, if you think I need to be
saved from my life you’ll see to it this bottle will be found by my
soul mate. If you think Wade is the one for me, you have my
permission to send him my way. The kiss we shared happened to be
out of this world.”
    Meredith stared at her sister. In a blunt
monotone voice she replied. “I agree.”
    Anneli tipped the few remaining drips of
champagne into the water, placed the note inside the bottle and
replaced the cork. She kissed the bottle and gently placed it into
the sea. Both girls watched the bottle bobbing in the water till
the darkness swallowed it.
    “What now?” Meredith asked.
    “I’m going ashore.”
    “You can’t, father won’t allow it.”
    “Have you forgotten already where he actually
found me? Escort me to the bridge. I want to see my hero
coming.”
    “He’ll be long gone by now,” stated
Meredith.
    Anneli fell silent. She stared out across the
surface of the water, lost in a daydream of her and Wade cuddling
on the bridge, re-living their kiss.
     
     
     

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
    Four weeks prior to Cyclone Tracy hitting
landfall in Darwin.
     
     
     
    WADE MACKENZIE ran his fingers through his
sandy coloured hair before placing the control knob into neutral.
The engine revs fell to idle. The forty foot yacht’s speed dropped
to zero. He walked from the bridge to the side of the hull. Leaning
over the side to look at the water a lazy smile highlighted his
cheek bones. Tapping a button on the side of the boat he felt the
vibration of a motor whirl to life under his feet. The aluminum
dive ladder slid silently into the water up to the second rung.
    Wade threw his white button up shirt over the
back of a deck chair, dropping a brown towel over his shirt. The
sweat on his deep chest glistened in the hot sun. The few clouds in
the sky were bleached white. Only a hint of a sea breeze brushed
his face as he prepared to dive into the cool glass flat ocean.
    Wade dived away from the sparkling new yacht,
surfacing twenty five feet off to port. He heard the screeching of
his CB radio. To help ignore the noise he dived for the second
time. He loved being underwater in the quiet; away from the noise
of the anti-room of the supreme-court. There seemed to be a ruckus
brewing every few minutes. He swam straight down to a depth of
twenty feet. He took in the view by staring through the crystal
clear water.
    A large school of small tuna swimming towards
him split into two, darting around him. A large stingray glided
effortlessly above his head. It didn’t stop or try to avoid the two
metre shape ascending slowly to the surface.
    At a depth of four feet Wade spied what he
dived into the water for. It bobbed lazily on the surface. His
lungs were starting to ache when saw a shark swimming directly at
him. He watched the young grey nurse swim closer. Wade avoided
confrontation by changing direction. In a heartbeat he decided it
might be time to retrieve what he found and climb back on board his
yacht before the mother came looking for her young.
    In one swift motion Wade’s fingers wrapped
about the object. In seconds he started climbing the aluminum dive
ladder. The moment he stepped onto the white deck of the sail boat
he pressed a button. Almost instantly the ladder started to close.
He snatched up the brown towel he’d slung over the back of the deck
chair, throwing it over his left shoulder. Holding the newly
discovered booty in his hand he walked towards the bridge.
    The CB radio screeched for the