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Chapters (59)
  1. KITTY NEALE
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Table of Contents
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  58. By the same author:
  59. About the Publisher

‘I’m so sorry, Sarah. I had a feeling I was going to bump into him today. My mum always said I had the gift of foresight, but I never understood what she meant. She told me to always listen to my gut. Now I know what she was on about. I knew it, I bloody knew he’d be in there.’ Mo cursed herself for daring to be bold and ignoring her instinct. She wouldn’t make that mistake again, but now, though she hated feeling like a prisoner in her own home, there was nothing she wanted more than to get back to her room and wait for Samuel to return from work.

Chapter 24

Sarah could see the lights of the fair ahead. George had picked her and Tommy up in his van, even though she’d insisted they could walk to the park and meet him there. He’d found a convenient place to park, then turned to Sarah. ‘Wait there,’ he said, and got out of the van.

Sarah sat bemused as George walked around to the passenger side, then opened the door, and with a sweeping gesture of his arm, said, ‘Milady … If you’d care to join me.’

Sarah climbed out of the van and smiled. She hadn’t wanted to come tonight, but already she was enjoying herself and they weren’t even at the fair yet.

George opened the back doors and Tommy clambered out happily and exclaimed, ‘That was so much fun … I’ve never been in the back of a van before.’

‘If you thought that was fun, just wait ’til we get on them rides!’ George said.

Tommy squealed and grabbed Sarah’s hand as he yanked her towards the bright lights. ‘Hurry up, come on, Mum,’ he urged.

Sarah was walking as fast as she could and was looking forward to seeing Tommy’s face when he would have his first ever ride. She’d never been to the fairground herself, but she wasn’t as keen as Tommy. From what she’d seen, most of the attractions looked ever so big and fast. The fair had been built two years before for the Festival of Britain, but it cost sixpence to get in, and Sarah had never had the money. The Pleasure Gardens were free though, and she and Tommy had spent many hours being amazed and amused by the Guinness Clock. It was at least four times as tall as her, and decorated in wide black and white stripes. When it chimed, the clock’s performance would take at least four minutes to run through, with funny characters popping up and out of little doorways, and windmills spinning around. It would fascinate Tommy and he would try to guess what was going to happen next, but it always surprised him.