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Chapters (73)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. PART ONE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. PART TWO
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. PART THREE
  38. THIRTY-THREE
  39. THIRTY-FOUR
  40. THIRTY-FIVE
  41. THIRTY-SIX
  42. THIRTY-SEVEN
  43. THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. THIRTY-NINE
  45. FORTY
  46. FORTY-ONE
  47. FORTY-TWO
  48. FORTY-THREE
  49. FORTY-FOUR
  50. PART FOUR
  51. FORTY-FIVE
  52. FORTY-SIX
  53. FORTY-SEVEN
  54. FORTY-EIGHT
  55. FORTY-NINE
  56. FIFTY
  57. FIFTY-ONE
  58. FIFTY-TWO
  59. FIFTY-THREE
  60. PART FIVE
  61. FIFTY-FOUR
  62. FIFTY-FIVE
  63. FIFTY-SIX
  64. FIFTY-SEVEN
  65. FIFTY-EIGHT
  66. FIFTY-NINE
  67. SIXTY
  68. SIXTY-ONE
  69. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  70. Keep Reading …
  71. About the Author
  72. Also by Barbara Taylor Bradford
  73. About the Publisher

Once they were all settled at the table, Finn looked at his plate, his eyes wide with joy. He hesitated, wondering what to eat first. The slice of lamb with a spoonful of mint sauce or a roasted potato saturated with rich gravy. A moment later he picked up a fork and started with the roasted potato, then cut into the meat, after that a carrot. They were all melting in his mouth. What a special meal, he thought, as he relished the food. I’ve never eaten a Sunday dinner like this. I hope I get invited again. He knew he must be on his best behaviour today. He ate slowly, savouring every bite.

When they had apple crumble with warm custard sauce, Blackie was in seventh heaven; it was his favourite. But he was well aware that today Aunt Eileen had made it for Finn. He wasn’t jealous, he was simply glad his friend was able to enjoy this lovely treat his aunt had prepared.

He suddenly realized, yet again, what thoughtful people they were, knowing they brought kindness and compassion to him, and his friends. Patrick and Eileen Kennedy were truly unique and loving people, who always showed generosity to their family.

NINETEEN

Blackie began to feel nervous as he walked up the hill towards the Traveller’s Rest pub a few days later, and this unexpected emotion took him by surprise.

He had always been self-confident, sure of himself, but now he was a little rattled. It was because he was going to see Angela and, at the sudden thought of her, his step faltered, and he leaned against the fence of a house.

An image of her was embedded in his brain and had remained there from the first moment he had set eyes on her. She was a beauty, the kind of woman he had not met before, and he had fallen for her.

This aside, he was a novice when it came to the opposite sex. He had never had a relationship, not even a platonic friendship with a girl. Much less, as in this instance, a woman. An experienced woman, he had no doubt, and a widow. She was elegant, refined and educated.

Stop dithering, he told himself, get a hold of your feelings, and hurry up. He realized he didn’t want to arrive late. Pulling himself up to his full height, he now strode on. As he walked at a quick pace, he reminded himself that Angela had issued the invitation. The fact that she was older than he was didn’t matter. He was indifferent to age; it played no role in his life.

Within five minutes, he had arrived at the moor, where children played after school, as he himself had once. Glancing across the road, he saw that the pub looked busy, with several men sitting outside with their pints, chatting and smoking.