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
‘I wanted to tell you. I have made my decision,’ she says quietly, against the hubbub of contented diners, cicadas, and the frogs in the distance. The sun is setting, silhouetting the cypress, pine and oak around us as summer draws to its end. The bats are flying in and out of the trees across the water, catching their evening meal of midges. I hold my breath.
‘I’m keeping the baby, Del,’ she says, and I let out a sigh of relief. ‘I saw Stephanie with Tomas, how much she loves him, and him her.’
‘I’m so pleased. For what it’s worth I think it’s the right decision,’ I say.
‘I know how lucky I am to have this chance. You made me understand that,’ she says. ‘It may not happen again.’
I nod.
‘And the mayor?’ I raise my eyebrows.
‘We’ve talked. We are going to end our affair. I’ve been wrong. I thought it put everything in its place, but it doesn’t. It just messes everything up for everybody.’
‘Oh!’
‘He’s going to support me and the baby. But we will keep it to ourselves and he will spend more time with his wife from now on.’
Not an ideal situation, but better than the alternative.
‘Maybe it’s time I let a little disorganization into my life for once,’ she says, putting a hand to her stomach. ‘Oh, and look at this!’ She thrusts her phone at me. ‘I had a new instruction today!’ I look down at the photograph of a house for sale. Cora’s house. ‘She’s going home,’ says Carine. I smile and kiss her on both cheeks, then turn to see if Fabien is still waiting for me. But he isn’t. He’s gone.
SIXTY-ONE
At the clearing we wash up and shut the serving hatch.
‘Bonne nuit.’ We all wish each other a good night. The fairy lights go out, but the firepit still glows, lighting the faces of those still sitting there, and again I realize how lucky I am to have a house to go to.
I pull out my phone and take a picture, then flick to Facebook, Ollie’s page, where he’s announced the birth of his baby boy and his own arrival into the ‘sleepless nights club’. I look at Ollie and the baby, and discover the pain has gone. Today I felt real pain when I thought I’d lost Stephanie, Tomas and JB for good. Pain like I’m feeling about Fabien. But the hurt of the dream that never was with Ollie is gone. In the darkness I look at the bright screen and type, Congratulations. Wishing you all the very best, and I mean it. Let Ollie wait till the teenage years kick in to find out what sleepless nights are really all about. I know – I’ve been living with a teenager.