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Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Tricia Stringer
  4. Title Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Acknowledgements

She struggled out of bed and found him in the kitchen picking up his phone and his notebook. He gave her a smile but she ignored him and went to the coffee machine.

“I’m on my way to fix a fence with Tom. You were very tired last night. I wanted to let you sleep in.”

“I had to get up. I have a doctor’s appointment this morning.”

“Lachlan’s away. There’s a locum taking his place till next week.”

Paula set the machine going and poured herself a glass of water. “Perhaps I’ll put it off till next week.”

“Are you sure? What about your blood pressure?”

“It’s only up slightly and everything else is okay. I’m seeing the doctor every two weeks now. Putting it off for a few days won’t hurt. I feel as if I’ve been in the car forever and I have to drive in early tomorrow for my hair appointment.” It was a struggle to have a civil conversation when all she wanted to do was shout at him. “Besides, the fairies haven’t been while I’ve been away.” There were several dishes and pans on the sink and along the cupboard. Some were from last night’s quick meal but the rest had been there when she arrived home.

“Sorry about the mess. I’ve hardly been home long enough to eat let alone…” His excuse dwindled to silence. He shoved his hat on his head. “I’d better go. Tom’s picking up some wire from town and I don’t know how long he’ll be. The fence is looking fairly dodgy. I don’t want to risk it until after the wedding.” He bent and kissed her on the cheek. “We do need to talk, Paula.”

“Now you want to talk.”

He hung his head. “I’m sorry.”

Her heart ached but she couldn’t forgive him that easily. “Perhaps once the wedding’s over.”

He smiled but she couldn’t match it.

“Are you all right?” he said.

“Yes.”

“I’d better get going.” He left, closing the door softly behind him.

She felt a strange sense of loss. One part of her wanted to have it out with him and another wanted to put it off.

The door opened again and Dan stuck his head back into the kitchen. “We’re going to Rowena’s for lunch. I should be back around twelve to pick you up.”

Paula opened her mouth to speak but he was gone. She’d forgotten they were supposed to have lunch with Rowena and Austin before the rehearsal.