Her White Lie
Chapters (72)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- A letter from Jackie
- About the Author
- Also by Jackie Walsh
Cover
Dedication
For
Jason Carr
Chapter One
Tara
I can see it clearly. My new life. It’s perfect and ready to go. In three weeks’ time, I’ll be boarding a plane with my brand-new husband and leaving this life behind me. Australia is a long way away but it’s going to be wonderful. When I close my eyes I can imagine the sea air filling my senses. The smell of coconut sun lotion on my skin. The sizzle of sausages cooking on a nearby barbecue and beer fizzing from cans.
I’ll be meeting Lucas’s family and friends for the first time but I feel I know them already from the many virtual calls Lucas has made. At first I was shy, sitting beside him smiling and nodding into the laptop with nothing to say but I soon got the hang of it and joined in.
None of his family are travelling over here for the wedding but that doesn’t matter because we’ll be having a second celebration when we get there. His parents are throwing us a party, two days after we arrive. I’ll laugh and smile and be very polite because I want them to like me. I want his family to be happy that Lucas has found me. To know how much we are in love, how happy I make him, and he makes me.
Of course there’s a downside to all this and it’s a big one. My dad will still be living here in Dublin, on his own. Mam died three years ago. Also I’ll be saying goodbye to my friends who say they’ll come and visit but I know won’t. It’s Australia, not London.
But we will Skype and Facebook and WhatsApp for the first few months I imagine, maybe even the first year. And then things will move on. I’ll fade into the background of their lives. The calls will get less frequent. The WhatsApp groups will slowly dissolve, and I’ll be mentioned less and less until it will just be Tara Moore, do you remember her?
It makes me sad to think about it but it’s the way it is. I have to focus on the good stuff. I have a chance at a brilliant new life in Australia where I’ll make new friends. Everything is so exciting; sometimes I feel like I’m the luckiest woman alive.
That was ten minutes ago. Now I can barely breathe. My eyes are trying to blank out the image on the television screen. This cannot be happening.