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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

A faint breeze rustled through the trees, and unexpectedly a flock of birds flew up into the deep blue sky, forming an elegant V, as they usually did. He heard a scurrying noise and glanced around. To his surprise, he saw a squirrel running up into a tree. A slight smile crossed his face, and then he sat up straight as Sarah addressed him directly.

‘I must get off, Blackie,’ she said, standing up. ‘I have to go and make tea for Mam, her chest’s still bad.’

He rose, and replied, ‘I hope she’s feeling better.’

Angela also got up and went over to her sister, taking hold of her arm. ‘I’ll walk you to the door. I have a few things for Mam, which I know she’ll enjoy.’ Looking at Blackie, Angela added, ‘I’ll be back in a few seconds. Excuse me.’

He nodded and returned to the chair, wondering when they would have supper, as she had called it, and also when she had made it. He had seen no sign of a housekeeper.

Within a few minutes Angela came back, hurrying down the terrace, and he stood up. She stopped directly in front of him, squeezed his arm in an affectionate way and sat down in the chair next to his. ‘Sarah’s such a chatterbox, isn’t she?’ Angela laughed and went on, ‘But I’ve always found her entertaining.’

‘Yes, she is, and how she does collect gossip! On the other hand, there’s nothing malicious about what she says.’

‘Very true.’ Angela leaned forward, drew closer to him. ‘Why do you think something bad might have happened to Gwen?’

‘Because of the way she just disappeared. If she had met some new chap, a local boy, she would have told Alf. Or better still, her mother. That’s what I be thinking, Angela.’

‘I suppose I agree, and I don’t think she would have stayed out all night with a new boyfriend, especially a local chap. Too much gossip.’

‘The world is a dangerous place, at least that’s what Uncle Pat is always telling me,’ Blackie said in a low voice. ‘Just recently I read a story in the newspaper about a girl in Harehills just disappearing. Never seen again, and a body was never found. The police were baffled.’

‘Oh my God! How awful!’ Angela shook her head. ‘My Aunt Clarice always warned me about the dangers outside the front door. That was the way she put it when I was living with her in Harrogate.’

‘Harrogate! Ye lived there? When was that?’