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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 nodded and tears rolled down her cheeks as he walked away.

“Right,” the nurse said. “I’ve been watching the way you’re perched on that chair. After this feed, I’m going to organise a salt bath and get you tucked up for a few hours’ sleep. We’ll come and get you when your young man needs his next feed.”

The tears trickled unchecked as a great sense of relief flowed over Paula.

It was amazing how much more human she felt after the bath. Someone had put a cup of tea and a biscuit by her bed. The tea was cool but she drank it anyway. The nurse who’d helped her with the last feed had told her it was important to keep up her fluid intake.

Paula pulled back the crisp bed cover and crawled in between the sheets. It was blissful to lie down. She hoped she’d be able to sleep.

Chapter 44

CHAPTER

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Rowena went from room to room closing the windows she’d thrown open a few hours earlier. After the long heatwave it was welcome relief to have a pleasant sunny day. Rowena had tidied the place up, put fresh sheets on the bed and given the whole house a good airing. And, even though there was still a smoky tinge to the air, it was better than the stifling closed-up heat.

The fire had been a close call but thankfully no one had lost their lives or their homes. Now that it was under control, the stories were spreading. Stock losses were reported and there were several sheds and kilometres of fences destroyed. There had been several near misses with firefighters. The man who’d brought back Dan’s water truck said he’d had to drive wildly across country just as the wind had changed. By the look of Dan’s truck he’d been lucky.

Rowena stopped to look at the photo of Dan and Paula on the mantelpiece. Regret still gnawed at her. Since Dan had left he’d made two short phone calls to keep her informed of the baby’s progress. She knew his full attention was on Paula and the baby.

Rowena and Austin had stayed on the farm and come each day to give the dogs a run and feed them, along with the hens. In between, Austin was content to read and watch sport on the television but Rowena couldn’t sit still for long. She had put her energy into making meals to stock Paula’s freezer.