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Sport 14: Autumn 1995

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Rumours float to Amanda’s ears, an idle flotsam.

Oh, why are things never quite the way you imagine them! Luke Tarrant, for example. It transpires that he is none of Amanda’s invention. No; nor is he an ordinary passenger. Luke Tarrant is the heir to an oil and shipping fortune worth millions. His is the hand which will, one day, control the fleet of cruise ships that cross and re-cross the sea of love. He has only come on the cruise to keep an eye on his grandmother, whose health is poor.

Her name is not Tarrant. It is Papadopoulos.

She is a sort of generic Greek grandmother, thinks Amanda, with a Continental flair and sophistication. Her iron grey hair is fastened above the nape of her neck in a large but careful knot. Her accent is strong and melodic.

Amanda and Mrs Papadopoulos meet, purely by accident, over coffee in the ship’s lounge.

Amazingly, they become instant friends.