Chapters (58)
- Cover
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
- Forty-two
- Forty-three
- Forty-four
- Forty-five
- Forty-six
- Forty-seven
- Forty-eight
- Forty-nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-one
- Acknowledgements
- An Eastbourne Murder Mystery
- Canelo Crime
- About the Author
- Also by Sheila Bugler
Dee imagined a piece of thread, connecting the two events, and connecting her too. Because she was involved now, bound to both those girls and what had happened to them, whether she liked it or not.
Fourteen
One month earlier
Emer was sitting in the conservatory with Ursula and Robert. Emer had done her best to stay out of their way since coming back from Galway this morning, but her mother had insisted she join them for a pre-dinner glass of sherry.
‘How was Galway?’ Ursula asked, once Robert had handed out the drinks.
Emer took a sip of her sherry, then wished she hadn’t. She’d drunk too much yesterday with Maeve. The last thing her body needed now was more alcohol.
‘It was fine,’ she said.
‘Who did you say you went in to meet?’ Ursula said.
‘I didn’t,’ Emer replied, ‘but if you must know, I went to see Maeve Ryan.’
‘Of course.’ Robert smiled. ‘She mentioned something about getting in touch with you. I’d completely forgotten.’
‘You also forgot to tell me you were thinking of going into business with her.’
‘I didn’t forget,’ Robert said. ‘I simply didn’t think it was worth mentioning. You’ve never shown the slightest bit of interest in the work I do, Emer. Why would I think you’d be interested now?’
‘Because it’s Maeve,’ Emer said. ‘She used to be my best friend.’
‘Ah, I see.’ The way Robert said it, he clearly didn’t see at all. ‘Well I’ll bear that in mind. I’m glad you two girls met up. She’s a very smart young woman. You know, it might be worth having a chat with her about your career options. Someone like that, she’d have all sorts of ideas.’
There were many things she could say to that, and Emer was trying to choose the best one when Ursula decided to make her own contribution to the conversation.
‘It’s so refreshing to see someone like Maeve making such a success of her life. Most of your generation are lazy, Emer, plain and simple. I know people say Ireland’s changed for the better, and I suppose that’s true in many ways, but young people today are too soft. You haven’t had to work the way we had to. We didn’t grow up expecting things to be handed to us on a plate.’
‘Is that really what you think?’ Emer said. ‘Have you seen the state of the economy recently? The Celtic Tiger, the country’s big economic success story, is a thing of the past. Look at all the people who’ve lost their businesses or their incomes over the last ten years. And all the people living in houses they’ll never be able to sell because they’re in negative equity. How can you think that’s easy?’