It was 1:00pm and Martha still hadn't left the house. In the few hours that Alf had been gone she had showered and dressed, vacuumed the whole house, done some washing, cleaned her room and had even dusted her grandfather's room. She always seemed to clean when she was worried or stressed about something. It usually helped get her mind off things but this time it wasn't helping.

"Martha," a voice called out. She turned around to face the open door and saw that Tasha was standing there. "Hey, come in," Martha told her.

"Where have you been? You were supposed to meet me and Robbie at Noah's an hour ago," Tasha asked.

Whoops, Martha thought to herself. "Sorry, I completely forgot. My minds been on other things and I've been busy cleaning," Martha apologised.

"Well you're forgiven. Come on, let's go out and go for a walk or something," Tasha urged.

Martha sighed. "Ok, let's go".

Jack looked out over the water. He had been at home catching up on some paperwork when he decided to go for a walk and get some fresh air.

"Jack, how's it going mate?" a voice from behind him said. It was Robbie.

"Hey Rob, what's up?" he asked.

Robbie sat down beside him. "Good to see you are alive after your visit to the hospital," Robbie joked. "How's your ear?"

"I still can't hear properly out of my left ear, but it's improving," Jack replied.

Robbie nodded. "That's good. I'm sure it will all be better soon".

"Hope so," Jack said.

"Wanna go grab a juice from Noah's?" Robbie asked.

"Sure, why not," Jack agreed.

As Jack and Robbie walked up the beach, Jack noticed Martha up in the distance. She was with Tasha. It was getting quite windy and Jack couldn't help but think that Martha looked beautiful with her curls blowing around in the wind.

Robbie must have noticed that he was looking at her. "I thought you and Martha weren't talking anymore," he asked Jack.

"We're not," Jack replied.

"Then why were you staring at her just before," Robbie asked.

"I wasn't," Jack said defensively, stomping up the beach.

Robbie laughed. "Yeah right," he said to know one in particular.

"Hey, wait up," he called out to Jack, while running to catch up to him.

Martha watched as Robbie ran up the beach trying to catch up with Jack. She figured Jack must have seen her and was trying to get as far away from her as possible.

"You like him a lot more than I suspected," Tasha's voice awoke her from her daze. "What was that?" Martha asked her.

Tasha laughed. "I said, you like him a lot more than I suspected," Tasha repeated.

"Well, it doesn't matter how I feel anymore because he's made it quite obvious he can't stand the sight of me," Martha sighed.

"That's not true. Just give him a bit more time to get over it. He can't stay mad at you forever," Tasha told her.

"Why couldn't I just admit my feelings to him earlier? If I did none of this would have happened and we'd probably be together right now. I'm such an idiot," Martha growled. She saw a small plastic bucket lying in the sand and kicked it as hard as she could.

"Hey," Tasha laughed, "what did the bucket ever do to you?"

Martha couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"Come on, let's go to Noah's and get a drink," Tasha said, pulling Martha along behind her.

They didn't notice the dark clouds gathering in the sky behind them.