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Chapters (107)
  1. Glossary
  2. One
  3. Josh
  4. Two
  5. Delaney
  6. Three
  7. Delaney
  8. Four
  9. Delaney
  10. Five
  11. Josh
  12. Six
  13. Delaney
  14. Seven
  15. Josh
  16. Eight
  17. Delaney
  18. Nine
  19. Josh
  20. Ten
  21. Delaney
  22. Eleven
  23. Josh
  24. Twelve
  25. Delaney
  26. Thirteen
  27. Delaney
  28. Fourteen
  29. Delaney
  30. Fifteen
  31. Josh
  32. Sixteen
  33. Josh
  34. Seventeen
  35. Delaney
  36. Eighteen
  37. Delaney
  38. Nineteen
  39. Josh
  40. Twenty
  41. Delaney
  42. Twenty-One
  43. Delaney
  44. Twenty-Two
  45. Delaney
  46. Twenty-Three
  47. Delaney
  48. Twenty-Four
  49. Josh
  50. Twenty-Five
  51. Josh
  52. Twenty-Six
  53. Delaney
  54. Twenty-Seven
  55. Delaney
  56. Twenty-Eight
  57. Josh
  58. Twenty-Nine
  59. Delaney
  60. Thirty
  61. Delaney
  62. Thirty-One
  63. Delaney
  64. Thirty-Two
  65. Delaney
  66. Thirty-Three
  67. Josh
  68. Thirty-Four
  69. Delaney
  70. Thirty-Five
  71. Josh
  72. Thirty-Six
  73. Delaney
  74. Thirty-Seven
  75. Josh
  76. Thirty-Eight
  77. Delaney
  78. Thirty-Nine
  79. Josh
  80. Forty
  81. Delaney
  82. Forty-One
  83. Delaney
  84. Forty-Two
  85. Delaney
  86. Forty-Three
  87. Josh
  88. Forty-Four
  89. Delaney
  90. Forty-Five
  91. Delaney
  92. Forty-Six
  93. Delaney
  94. Forty-Seven
  95. Delaney
  96. Forty-Eight
  97. Josh
  98. Forty-Nine
  99. Delaney
  100. Fifty
  101. Delaney
  102. Fifty-One
  103. Delaney
  104. Epilogue
  105. Delaney
  106. Also by Wendy Smith
  107. About the Author

The town is picturesque set against the background of the lake. And the diner stands out in an otherwise colourless town.

It looks like something that walked out of 1950s America, and I love the authenticity, even from a distance. This is owned by someone who’s worked out their market and nailed it. And I bet they do a roaring business while we’re filming here.

I park the car outside and lock it before heading toward the door.

The tables are mostly full with customers, their hands wrapped around their coffee cups as if they’re trying to suck all the heat out of them into their skin. I don’t blame them with how cold it is outside, but it’s toasty warm in here.

The stools by the counter are empty, bar two. They’re occupied by a dark-haired man, and a little girl eating a burger.

There’s one person being served, and I walk over to wait behind him.

“That burger looks good,” I say to the little girl.

She turns to me and smiles, her whole face lighting up. “My mummy made it.”

“Did she? I hope she makes mine.”

“Want a chip?” She holds up a fry, and I shake my head with a grin.

“No thanks. I’m just about to order my own. Are you having a thickshake too? They’re so good.”

She nods, the plait in her hair flying. “This is my second one.”

“Really?”

“I was soooo hungry after school.”

“That’s because you didn’t eat your lunch. Again.”

A voice comes from the door into the kitchen.

The man in front of me moves, and I get a clear view. My heart skips a beat.

It can’t be.

“I don’t like my lunch.”

My heart’s in my throat as she comes closer.

As large as life, Dee—my Dee walks out of the kitchen until she stands on the other side of the counter to the girl. Her focus is entirely on the child—she doesn’t even glance at me.

“There’s nothing wrong with your lunch.”

“Did you want to order, sir?” Another voice knocks me out of my stupor, and I turn to the woman at the cash register.

I swallow hard. “Uhhh yeah. I had a couple of burgers and thickshake delivered earlier, and I was wondering if I could get two more burgers and another thickshake.”

She nods. “We only had one delivery order today, so I can bring that up on the system and sort that for you. Just give me one minute.”

“Thanks.”