Chapters (79)
- COVER
- About the Author
- Also by Jo Thomas
- DEDICATION
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- RECIPES
- Lavender shortbread
- Apricot jam sponge cake
- Lavender lamb
- READ MORE
- Prologue
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
‘Is what what I really want, Ollie?’ I snap.
‘Is it really over for you? Is there no way we can get over this?’
‘No, Ollie, it’s really over.’
‘You’re sure? I want to be clear that this is what you want.’
‘I’m sure.’ I sigh, needing to get off the phone. ‘We agreed. You get the money in the account and I get the house.’
‘And that’s okay with you, is it?’
‘Yes. If you need me to sign something, just send it on. Now, I’ve really got to go, Ollie.’
‘And you’re staying in France for good,’ he says.
I sigh again. ‘If I can, yes, I’m staying right here in Le Petit Mas.’ My home, I think.
Suddenly there is silence and I wonder if he’s going to say something else. But I really don’t have time. ‘Okay, Ollie? I have to go.’
‘Right, but, Del?’
‘Yes?’ I’m about to press ‘end call’.
‘I’m sorry, okay?’
‘Really, nothing to be sorry about. We just have to be happy in our new lives,’ I say, and mean it. ‘But I have to go.’
‘I feel I should explain,’ Ollie says.
My heart sinks. We’re about to go over old ground. ‘Ollie, I’m sorry. We’ve been over this. No need for any explanations. We’re living our own lives now. I have to go.’
‘Goodbye, Del.’
‘Goodbye, Ollie,’ I say quickly. I throw the phone on to the table and pick up the note again.
‘What’s up?’ says Rhi.
‘Is Ollie okay?’ asks Lou. ‘Did he talk to you? He said he was going to phone. Explain.’
‘It’s not Ollie that’s the problem.’ I look at the two of them, who glance at each other. ‘It’s Stephanie!’ My mouth goes dry. ‘She’s gone!’
TWENTY-NINE
‘Gone?’ they say at the same time.
‘She can’t have gone! Not with Tomas here!’ says Rhi. If they’re looking as devastated as I feel, this must be happening.
‘Look.’ I hold out the note and slowly lower Tomas on to the chair, his ever-faithful companion Ralph by his side. He reaches out and puts one hand on top of his head.
Rhi takes the note and passes it to Lou.
We all look at it, written on a paper bag from the greengrocer.
Dear Del, Thank you for giving me and Tomas a home. Tomas has been so happy since he moved here. This is the kind of life I dreamed of for him. I cannot give it to him. But you can. And so I have decided to leave and let him have a life with someone who can do better than me. Please tell him I love him and have done this because I love him and want the best for him. Do not try to find me. This is for the best. Stephanie. x