One day she wheeled herself to the lounge, opened the curtains and noticed the water in the pool rippling in the sunlight. At second glance the movement of the ripples seemed more than usual. The pool man had set the pump to come on automatically twice a day. She turned the chair slightly, intending to head off for the kitchen to make coffee to enjoy in the early morning sunshine, beneath the rubber tree, when she drew breath to scream but nothing came out. A man’s head was bobbing in the water. He spoke, “Morning, please don’t be afraid”, he smiled, water droplets dripping from his jet black hair down his tanned forehead.