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
‘So you’re selling up?’ I ask, sad to think that this place, which has been my anchor since I arrived here and for all the people at the riverside clearing who depended on Henri, will close down. But now, after the incident of the honesty box, word will have got around and the mayor is bound to want to close the riverside clearing. One way or another, Cora has got what she wanted. Everything that has become home to me has gone. I’m right back where I started, only this time with a huge hole in my heart: I’ve lost not just a partner but a family. The wind whips up the awning, knocks over the chairs out there and shakes the wisteria growing up the wall.
‘No, I’m not selling,’ he says, and holds my gaze. ‘Be my business partner, Del. Come into the bistro with me. Run the place. I’ll take a back seat.’
I have no idea what to say. I’ve made such a mess of things. He could go away and come back to no business at all. He’s trusting me with his whole livelihood. What if I ruin it?
Suddenly the door flies open and crashes into the wall.
‘Fabien!’ He has a habit of turning up just when I’m thinking about him. Or is it just that I’m always thinking about him?
‘Del, I need to talk to you, urgently!’
FIFTY-SIX
‘So, I went to see Carine,’ he says, after greeting Henri, welcoming him home, saying they’ll catch up later, and agreeing with him that I’ve done a brilliant job. Henri and Rhi make themselves scarce, going up to his little apartment above the bistro.
‘Fabien, let me explain,’ I say. I need to tell him the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.
‘No, please, Del. Hear me out. It’s important. I went to see Carine, after we talked. She told me … well, that doesn’t matter now. But I told her about the honesty box. And guess what she told me? That the mayor has given in to the Englishwoman’s demands,’ he says.
‘He’s going to close down the project!’ I wail.
Fabien shakes his head and smiles. ‘He had CCTV fitted!’ he announces.
‘What?’
‘He has everything filmed now!’
Fabien’s smile broadens and my heart melts.
‘It means there is proof that Stephanie didn’t do it.’
I jump up, the chair flipping back and clattering as it hits the floor, making a subdued Ralph bark. ‘So who did?’
‘Monsieur le maire is waiting for you with Carine!’
FIFTY-SEVEN
‘So,’ says the mayor, sitting at his desk in the mairie, his new CCTV cameras showing footage on the computer screen in front of him, ‘I can see what’s happening all over the town now. Four new cameras.’