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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

‘The loo’s at the other end of the corridor.’ Kate moves to the doorway, forcing Renata to step out of the room. She steps out too and pulls the door closed. It locks automatically. ‘I showed you where everything was earlier, remember?’

‘Of course.’ Renata runs a hand through her long blonde hair. The girl’s loaded, or at least her parents are. She hasn’t worked a day in her life as far as Kate can make out. She spends her life helping build orphanages in Cambodia and orangutan sanctuaries in Borneo, punctuating her ‘charity work’ with retreats, trying out every self-help technique there is. She’s as vacant as she is beautiful.

‘I thought I heard a noise,’ Renata continues, ‘when I left the loo but as you’re okay I’ll go back to the group and let you get on. I don’t want to spoil Geraldine’s surprise do I?’

‘No,’ Kate says, her cheeks aching from all the bloody smiling. ‘No, let’s definitely keep that to ourselves.’

Renata touches her on the shoulder. ‘You can trust me, Kate. I hope you know that.’

Chapter 15

Now

FRAN

As Fran approaches the dining table she sees Phoenix making a beeline for her and tries to swerve out of his way but Joy and Renata are deep in conversation and despite Fran’s frantic, ‘Excuse me, excuse me please,’ they remain stubbornly in the way. And then there he is, gesturing at two empty seats at the table, asking her to sit next to him. It’s not that she dislikes Phoenix, but she finds his incessant chattering exhausting. They were paired up for the listening challenge earlier and he talked at her at double speed for a full five minutes. He described in minute detail the circumstances of how he came to meet his ex-boyfriend Gwyn (at a gay club in Swansea), how their relationship had progressed (quickly, by all accounts), the problems and obstacles en route (jealousy, insecurity, Gwyn’s annoying best friend), Gwyn’s dwindling sexual interest and subsequent cheating and Phoenix’s refusal to accept the relationship was over and his eventual caution from the police. ‘It wasn’t stalking. I was just trying to stop him from ghosting me. I mean, we were together for eleven months and he owed it to me to tell me what I had done wrong. Don’t you think, Geri? Just nod. Anyway, he totally destroyed my confidence and that’s why I’m here …’