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Chapters (43)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Epilogue
  39. Read More
  40. Prologue
  41. Chapter One
  42. About the Author
  43. BY THE SAME AUTHOR

She’d try and get a selfie of them together, she decided, thundering up the stairs, just to show her friends how hot he was. Ooh! Would he be wearing trunks at the beach? Would he try to kiss her? Help, and what was she going to wear?

Running into the bathroom, Izzie felt more cheerful than she had done in weeks. Now then: shower, blow-dry, make-up . . . she had a lot to do. There was no time to waste!

The temperature rose as the hours passed. The wind dropped away and the humidity stealthily increased, so that customers in outdoor cafés fanned themselves with paper menus and dogs lay panting in the shade. The air felt treacly; it became an effort to move. In cars and buildings, fans and air-conditioning were turned up higher. Men pulled at their shirt collars. Women dabbed their perspiring foreheads. Clouds massed threateningly in the sky, like an army gathering. In gardens around the town, laundry was unpegged and brought inside. There’s a storm coming, people said knowingly to each other.

Em wasn’t too fussed about the weather. At least while they were on the boat, it felt as if some air was still moving around, and she always quite enjoyed the drama of a thunderstorm. In fact despite the heat and general sweatiness of the atmosphere, she would go so far as to say that this was turning out to be the best day of the week so far. Trelissick was gorgeous. Jack had seemingly forgotten the argument in the car and was actually being really sweet with Seren, playing hide-and-seek with her in the woodland. She and George got to hold hands and feel romantic as they gazed out over the views together, as if they were a couple again, and not merely parents on manoeuvres. Without wanting to jinx anything, Em couldn’t help wondering if they might just have cracked this holiday business at last.

Hope all okay with you, she tried texting Izzie, but there was no signal and the message kept failing to send. It was a shame Izzie hadn’t come with them, but then she was sixteen and very hard to dislodge, when digging her heels in. Em hoped she wouldn’t be too bored, all alone there today. Tomorrow she would get Izzie to suggest something she’d like to do with them all, she decided.