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The Rock-itt : June 2011
because she introduced her eldest daughter, Lucy who had just turned twenty. At the sight of beautiful Lucy, Errol and Rex became immediately transfixed and could hardly disguise their dumbstruck expression. She was dressed in a simple white frock, no shoes or make-up and with her tanned skin, blue eyes and sun bleached blonde hair cascading over bare shoulders and arms, she was like a creation by the ancient Greek Gods and the picture of youthful innocence, which only beautiful young women posses. Errol and Rex were smitten and stuttered and stammered and their mannerism had become awkward as they gazed upon this young beauty. The rest of the children kept their distance, only coming into view to take a quick glimpse of the two strangers, and then they would disappear again as quickly as they had appeared. Whereas we know in the past Rex had always been the forward one of the crew when it came to making advances to the fairer sex, this time though Errol was determined that this divine girl Lucy was his and his alone. Returning to Sirocco, Errol spruced up by shaving his beard , changing clothes and combing the thick head of hair which hadn’t seen the sight of a comb in weeks. Now he was ready to woo the beautiful Lucy. For the crew the next days were idyllic playing gam es with the children, catching fish for the table, mending things for Mrs Wilson and enjoying time on a tropical island where everything was clean and wholesom e. But if the crew were occupied in this way Errol’s time was totally taken up with being with his beautiful Lucy. They would take long walks along the shore, the warm salt water washing over their feet as Errol told Lucy of the big city and its trams and cars which she had never yet seen and also of the way wom en dressed and applied make-up and wore fashionable dresses to suit the change of seasons and all of the things which came with civilization. Sometimes they would walk when the moon was high in the night sky and Errol would snake his arm around her narrow waist bringing her nearer to him, feeling and sensing the warmth and feeling the closeness and tenderness of her young body. Errol knew in what direction this was heading and one day when they were alone with nature by the banks a shimmering pond he suddenly realised what he must do. Errol certainly has his heart on his sleeve for beautiful Lucy Wilson. He has reached the crossroads and we all know what should surely happen next. So be here with us when Errol makes that move next month in ‘Hobart to Hollywood’. If you have missed any of the instalm ents of ‘Hobart to Hollywood’ and can’t lay your hands on a hard copy from one of our outlets, you can go back to where the serial began in 2009. Log onto www.therockittmagazine.com.au click on ARCHIVES at bottom right hand side of your screen for previous issues. Typical of the islands and coral cays that Sirocco had to nsvigate through Typical of the secluded house that Lucy Wilson would have lived in Dent Island with the lighthouse just visible