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Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also available by Katie Fforde
  4. Dedication
  5. Acknowledgements
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-one
  27. Chapter Twenty-two
  28. Chapter Twenty-three
  29. Chapter Twenty-four
  30. Chapter Twenty-five
  31. Chapter Twenty-six
  32. Chapter Twenty-seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-one
  37. Chapter Thirty-two
  38. Chapter Thirty-three
  39. Chapter Thirty-four
  40. Chapter Thirty-five
  41. Chapter Thirty-six
  42. Chapter Thirty-seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-eight
  44. Read More
  45. Chapter One
  46. Chapter Two
  47. Have you read them all?
  48. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

‘Hello, everyone,’ she said. ‘I won’t keep you long. I just want to welcome you and thank you for coming. This party is just a bit of a celebration and it’s lovely to have you all here with us.’ She took a sip of champagne. ‘In case you’re wondering what we’re celebrating exactly, well – it’s that gliding has become my hobby.’ There were cheers from the gliding-club contingent. ‘As that may seem a bit surprising to most of you, as it was a surprise to me, we thought we should mark it with a party. Now I think William wants to say something.’

William got up. ‘Strangely, although I am delighted Gilly has taken to gliding, I think we’re here to celebrate something slightly different, although no less momentous.’

‘Did we go to the church service? I can’t remember,’ said one of William’s aunts.

‘William and Gilly are very modern,’ said Daphne in a stage whisper, ‘I don’t think they’re getting married.’

‘Oh, that’s very sad,’ said the first aunt. ‘I wouldn’t have worn a hat if I’d known. I bought it specially.’

William cleared his throat loudly. ‘Just to set your minds at rest, beloved aunts and honorary aunts, I do have a ring in my pocket …’

Gilly gasped. Somehow, with everything else she had on her mind, this hadn’t occurred to her.

‘Although I had intended to ask Gilly if she would do me the honour of becoming my wife in private.’ He leaned in and whispered in her ear. ‘I’m so sorry. Just say yes now for the sake of the aunts. I’ll get Daphne to explain later if you don’t want to marry me.’

‘It’s all right, William, I do want to marry you,’ Gilly whispered back, having just realised it was true.

Assuming Gilly’s answer had been positive the aunts began chanting, ‘Show the ring, show the ring.’

‘Oh, go on, William,’ said Gilly. ‘Show them the ring.’

‘I’ll show it to you, first.’

It was a large sapphire surrounded by tiny diamonds. ‘I can change it if you don’t like it.’

‘It’s lovely,’ said Gilly, holding out her ring finger. ‘Put it on.’

‘I’ve got another present but I insist on giving you that in private.’

Gilly held out her hand and everyone admired the ring.

People flocked around them, congratulating them, admiring the rock on Gilly’s hand, telling William what a lucky man he was.

Martin came up. ‘I’m happy for you, Mum. Cressida made me see this is your home now, and not the family’s. And I’m sorry for trying to get you to sell it and introducing you to Leo. I didn’t realise he was such bad news.’

Gilly kissed him. ‘It’s all right. I’m just so glad to see you.’