Back Flying the Nest
Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Rachael Johns
  5. Title Page
  6. Dedication
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55
  62. Chapter 56
  63. Chapter 57
  64. Chapter 58
  65. Epilogue
  66. Acknowledgements

‘That’s true,’ I agreed, wondering what would have become of me and Adrian if we hadn’t been able to have children. It was all very well judging Tessa’s actions as callous, but would I have stayed with Adrian if he’d been unable to give me the family I’d always wanted?

Dan took our empty plates into the kitchen and then refilled our glasses. ‘Sorry, I’m jabbering on about my ex. More proof I’m not trying to crack onto you, because from what I hear, the first rule of first dates is never mention the ex.’

I smiled. ‘Don’t apologise, I asked you. But speaking of dates, have you been on many since your divorce?’

I was curious about how long it might be until I felt ready to consider putting myself back out there, if ever. Then again, as Dan and Jedda both said, there were perks to being single. Just because I was accustomed to being in a relationship, didn’t mean I needed to be.

‘Nah. I’m not really the type to join a dating site or download an app, and there aren’t often new women in town, except on holiday, but then they’re usually here with their husbands and kids.’

‘You’ve never thought about moving away?’

‘Why would I do that?’ He gestured to the darkness out the windows like some model on a TV game show presenting all the prizes. ‘Have you looked outside lately? The Point, the coast … it’s in my blood. Working with my family might have knobs on it—they drive me insane much of the time—but I love the business and I truly couldn’t imagine wanting to live anywhere else.’

‘I can understand why. I might only have been here on and off for a few months, but I already love it too.’ The people of Ragged Point had snuck under my skin and into my heart. I liked the fact it felt as if everyone knew everyone else, and I’d never seen anything like the way locals had come together to help each other recover from the cyclone.

‘So now that you and your ex are officially separating, will you continue to alternate living in the house with your kids? What did you call that again?’