Chapters (59)
- COVER
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO AVAILABLE BY HEIDI PERKS
- DEDICATION
- Evergreen Island
- PRESENT
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
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- Chapter Nine
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- Chapter Eleven
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- Chapter Thirteen
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- Chapter Fifteen
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- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
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- Chapter Twenty
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- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
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- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
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- Chapter Twenty-Nine
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- Chapter Thirty-Three
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- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
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- The Night of the Fire
By the end of the session I’ve garnered his parents’ misaligned priorities but I still feel there’s much more to glean and I suggest I spend half an hour alone with him at the start of our next session.
As I watch them leave, my mind drifts to Bonnie and the woman our parents took her to see on the mainland. Not for the first time I wish I had Mum here to ask what her intentions were. There have been many times when clients have left and I’ve thought about how I’d do anything to have both of my parents in front of me, talking.
I’d ask Mum how she could have let Danny go and Dad what he was looking for when he met Olivia and if he ever found it. Whether he realised she was Mum’s polar opposite, or if that was his intention.
Now he is living in a house that’s as stark as his relationship, where there is no drama, no cross words, no raised voices. No laughter, no holding of hands or secret kisses when they think I’m not watching. That was what he’d always had with Mum.
Secretly I thought he deserved Olivia when he first moved in, but then once Danny left I began to wonder whether any part of it was Mum’s fault. Certainly that was the way Bonnie saw it.
Outside in reception, I casually run the idea past Tanya that I’ve been considering visiting the crime scene. She pushes her glasses up her nose by habit and, as I wait for her to answer, I realise I’m hoping she’ll tell me it’s a good idea.
‘FOMO, they call it,’ she says. ‘Fear of missing out.’
‘You make me sound like a voyeur,’ I reply. ‘Just say if you think it’s an awful idea.’
‘I think it’s an awful idea. Personally, I wouldn’t want to go anywhere near it, but then I have no interest in returning to the town where I grew up.’ She shudders. ‘What does Bonnie think?’
I shake my head. My sister would only deter me.
‘She doesn’t know?’
‘No. And anyway, it’s just a thought,’ I say, brushing off the idea like it is only that. I look up as my couple from last week arrives, and direct them through to my room.
‘Look,’ Tanya goes on when they are out of earshot. ‘I just think if you want to play detective you need to be careful. The police won’t thank you for sticking your nose in.’
‘That’s not what I want to do. I just want to see some of my old friends again.’