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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

‘Whatever you say. But you know, you could do a lot worse than Dan Emerson. I’m not a fan of his family as a whole, but he seems a good sort.’

‘I agree,’ I said, ‘but I’m not interested in a new relationship. Not yet. Maybe not ever. You do fine on your own, don’t you?’

Chapter 44

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While Dan didn’t exactly make Ragged Point converts of Payton and Saxon, he did help make their last couple of days bearable, starting with the bonfire. Payton made friends with two boys and a girl who were of similar age, and Saxon seemed to get on well with Max and Shanae’s daughter, Jana. Aside from while they were munching on sausages and later roasting marshmallows over the bonfire, we barely saw the children. They were given clear instructions to stay away from the castle and the other collapsed buildings, but the island was big enough that they had plenty of other areas to explore.

I must admit to feeling nervous at first—especially about the four younger kids wandering off on their own where there was easy access to water and who knows what other dangerous but inviting elements of nature. However, the other parents assured me they’d be fine and after a while I began to relax and enjoy the adult conversation. Before the bonfire, we spoke mostly about island business. In addition to getting the buildings up to scratch and having a display of Bill’s memorabilia, the committee had plans to set up barbeques and build a proper toilet block so people could come over and spend the day here. Ideas were bandied around about a possible fundraiser, most of them dismissed as unoriginal or not having the potential to raise enough funds.

‘What about an island-themed ball?’ I suggested. It probably wasn’t very original either, but the alcohol in my veins gave me courage to put it forward.

Everyone was silent a moment and then exploded at once with enthusiasm.

‘That’s a great idea,’ said a woman called Davina. ‘I saw this gorgeous gown online the other day and that would give me the perfect excuse to buy it.’

Her partner groaned. ‘Does a ball mean we’ll have to dress up in suits?’

‘Come on, Gav,’ Dan teased. ‘I reckon you’d scrub up quite well.’

I couldn’t help thinking Dan would as well.

‘And,’ he added, ‘we know how excited everyone around here gets about dressing up.’

‘I love it.’ Sophie clapped her hands together. ‘We need to set a date and find a venue. If we’re going to do it this year, we need to get a move on.’

‘Town hall?’ suggested Gav.

‘Music?’ Sophie added.

‘What about your band?’ Davina said.