A Very Difficult Daughter
DAY 1 Jeff couldn’t get the image of Sally’s face from his mind as he looked down from the high mountain ridge at the steep and winding ski trail. He was angry and depressed, he pointed his ski tips straight down and set off at a breakneck pace. He went dangerously fast into his turns, his skis throwing up clouds of powder snow and skidding across ice patches. But the beauty of the mountain terrain calmed him down, the silence from apart from the ‘Shhhh’ of his skis, the clear blue skies and the feel of the mountain air on his face gradually relaxed him. In 10 minutes he was at the bottom of the trail and decided to have a coffee to reward himself for not breaking his neck. In the mountain cafe by …