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  1. COVER
  2. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  3. ALSO AVAILABLE BY HEIDI PERKS
  4. DEDICATION
  5. Evergreen Island
  6. PRESENT
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Evergreen Island
  13. PRESENT
  14. Evergreen Island
  15. PRESENT
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Evergreen Island
  18. PRESENT
  19. Chapter Eleven
  20. Evergreen Island
  21. PRESENT
  22. Chapter Thirteen
  23. Evergreen Island
  24. PRESENT
  25. Chapter Fifteen
  26. Evergreen Island
  27. PRESENT
  28. Chapter Seventeen
  29. Chapter Eighteen
  30. Evergreen Island
  31. PRESENT
  32. Chapter Twenty
  33. Evergreen Island
  34. PRESENT
  35. Chapter Twenty-Two
  36. Chapter Twenty-Three
  37. Evergreen Island
  38. PRESENT
  39. Chapter Twenty-Five
  40. Chapter Twenty-Six
  41. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  42. Evergreen Island
  43. PRESENT
  44. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  45. Evergreen Island
  46. PRESENT
  47. Evergreen Island
  48. PRESENT
  49. Evergreen Island
  50. PRESENT
  51. Chapter Thirty-Three
  52. Evergreen Island
  53. PRESENT
  54. Chapter Thirty-Five
  55. Chapter Thirty-Six
  56. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  57. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
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  59. The Night of the Fire

She breaks me off with a wave of her hand.

‘I’m so sorry about Jill. It’s a huge shock.’

Ruth’s eyes mist over like a film has been draped across them. Her fingers fiddle with the edge of a cream doily that sits under a fruit bowl. When she stops they continue to shake. ‘It was when it happened. She got ill very quickly,’ Ruth says, in a repetition of what Annie told me yesterday. ‘She couldn’t get her breath, she said her chest was hurting her.’ Ruth’s hands clench into fists and I can’t help but glance at them. ‘We took her to the hospital on the mainland when the doctor here couldn’t do more. They admitted her to run some tests. I wanted to go private,’ she murmurs, almost looking through me as if caught in a distant memory. ‘She had sudden cardiac failure,’ she says as if she’s uttered the same words countless times before. Her entire speech feels like it’s been learnt by rote.

‘I’m so sorry. I can’t believe it could have happened to her at that age.’

‘She had something very rare,’ Ruth says.

‘What was it?’

‘Nothing I’d heard of. Hypertrophic cardio—’ Ruth breaks off suddenly and turns away, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes as she clamps her mouth shut. I wait for her to go on but she doesn’t finish the sentence. ‘They told me there was nothing I could do,’ she says quietly. ‘Oh, dear me.’ She pulls her hands back to fumble in her pockets for a tissue, which she uses to dab at her eyes. ‘No one’s asked about Jill in such a long time.’

‘I’m sorry. I didn’t want to upset you. Maybe I shouldn’t have come.’

‘No, no,’ she says. ‘It’s nice talking about her. It feels like she’s been forgotten. Bob doesn’t speak of her and anyone who knew her won’t – they just don’t—’ She stops again and adds in a whisper, ‘No one talks about her to me.’ She scrunches the tissue, clenching it tight in her hand.

‘That must be hard,’ I say, willing her to open up further. It’s clear the woman needs to talk.

‘It is,’ she cries.

When it seems she isn’t going to go on I say, ‘Why don’t you think they do?’ I hear my counsellor’s voice but Ruth doesn’t notice as she shakes her head.