Chapters (52)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Tricia Stringer
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Acknowledgements
“Austin and I discussed it. We both think it would be nice to be married in the local church and invite people back here to the house afterwards. We’re not planning on a big crowd. If I open up the dining-room doors I can fit forty or so in my living area. It will only be drinks and finger foods.”
“I think it’s a lovely idea. If there’s anything I can do please let me know.”
“You just take care of yourself and that baby.” Rowena flicked a strand of hair from her face and gazed out the window. “It will be the end of an era.”
Paula didn’t know what to say. Rowena’s voice had a melancholy ring. It was understandable. She must be feeling some apprehension at the thought of leaving this house and the farm that had been her home for most of her life.
“You’re only moving to Adelaide. Dan and I hope you’ll come back often.” Paula smiled at Rowena. “This can be a country retreat for you and Austin.”
Rowena busied herself packing up the tea tray. “Life is full of surprises, isn’t it? A year ago I imagined I would have to stay on forever to look after Dan. Then he met you and I am free to marry Austin. Soon there will be a new little Woodcroft baby to continue on the farming tradition.”
“That’s if he or she wants to be a farmer.” Paula ventured. She didn’t want her baby to be under that kind of pressure before it was even born.
“Sometimes life can take the most unexpected turns. You just never know what the future holds.” Rowena straightened up with the tray in her hands. “Why don’t you transfer all the files to your computer? This one’s getting old. I think I’ll get rid of it and buy myself a tablet when I move to Adelaide. Get Dan to move the filing cabinet to your place. I’ve removed my personal files and I don’t think there’s much more I can show you about the bookkeeping. I can always come your way if you need help.”
Speechless, Paula watched Rowena’s stiff frame disappear through the door. “Well, Mrs Woodcroft,” she muttered. “What a milestone.”
When Paula had married Dan the farm books were taboo to her. Rowena obviously didn’t enjoy the work but had remained reluctant to give up the job she’d done for years. She always grumbled about the paperwork and it took a lot of effort on Paula’s part to get Rowena to include her in the bookkeeping. Now it seemed that she was to be given the total job.