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Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. PRAISE FOR Her Last Holiday
  3. PRAISE FOR C.L. TAYLOR
  4. See what readers are saying about Her Last Holiday …
  5. See what bloggers are saying about C.L. TAYLOR …
  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. Acknowledgements
  64. Her Last Holiday Book Club Questions
  65. Keep Reading …
  66. About the Author
  67. By the same author:
  68. About the Publisher

‘Not as often as I should have, sorry. I’ve been busy. Anyway, what was I saying? DNA tests. Yes, my friend Brita discovered a half-brother she didn’t know about.’

‘Really?’

‘Yep. No idea he even existed. She thought he might be a cousin at first because that’s what the website said but it all came out when she confronted her dad about it. It turned out he’d slept with someone six months before he got together with Brita’s mum and she fell pregnant. She didn’t tell him about the baby and she brought their son up alone.’

Jenna let the words sink in as she gently moved Juliet’s arm out to the side, watching her face for any sign of pain. ‘Why did the website say he was her cousin?’

‘I’m not sure. Weird though, isn’t it?’

Somehow, Jenna managed to hold it together long enough to finish the session but she snatched up her phone the moment Juliet had dressed and was out of the door and typed a question into Google. And there it was, in black and white: If the amount of shared DNA between half-sisters falls into the range of expected DNA between first cousins, then there is a chance that they will be labelled as first cousins on the match list.

She rang Fran’s number but it went straight to voicemail so she hung up and called the ancestry hotline instead. It was a mistake, it had to be – some kind of screw-up in the lab. That’s what Fran would have told her if she’d managed to get through to her.

But that’s not what Barbara, the customer services lady with the sympathetic voice told her. She said the tests were ninety-nine percent accurate. It was very unlikely that a mistake had been made.

‘I’m so sorry,’ Tom says as Jenna finishes her story. ‘I can’t begin to imagine how shocked you must have been. Did you ever talk to your sister about it? Fran? Is that her name?’

‘Yes, I did but she was abrupt and dismissive and I just … It wasn’t the right time. She wasn’t the right person to tell anyway. She can be quite abrasive and I knew she’d go barging in, all guns blazing, demanding answers. She’d get Mum and Dad on the defensive.’

‘So you told them yourself?’

‘I tried to talk to Mum. Dad had a stroke six months ago. It knocked him for six, affected his memory, his speech, everything really. He’s still re-learning how to walk.’

‘A stroke? That must have had a big impact on the family.’