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
The silence that follows is broken only by the sound of the cutlery hitting off the plate. This is not a nice atmosphere and I’m afraid that Lucas will get fed up with my constant panicking. I need to change the subject so I tell him about the surprise visit from Andriu. I don’t mention what Andriu said about Faye in the end because I still can’t get my head around it. Why did he ask me if I thought Faye was involved? Does he think she was involved? Of course she wasn’t – unless Andriu knows something about her that I don’t. Now that I think about it, it was weird the way she ended our friendship when she left Huntley Lodge. At the time I was confused, so full of grief that I didn’t pay any attention to what was happening around me. I thought Faye was leaving to get away from Huntley Lodge and the memories it held of Andriu. I didn’t realise she was leaving me too. That she would never answer my calls or try to see me again. If I had known that she was ending our friendship for good, I would have asked her why. But she never gave me the chance. As time passed, I decided Faye wanted me out of her life because of what we had done? That she needed to forget about that night and I was just a constant reminder. But now I’m not so sure. Maybe I didn’t know her as well as I thought I did.
I’m telling Lucas he’ll get to meet Andriu on Friday when he comes to Reilly’s pub and I’m almost licking the plate clean, the dinner is so delicious, when the buzzer goes.
‘Who’s that?’ Lucas says, slightly annoyed that we’re being disturbed.
‘I don’t know.’ Then it hits me. ‘Shit, I forgot to cancel Amy. She was bringing me to the airport to pick up Andriu.’ I swallow the last of my wine and laugh as I go to the intercom to buzz her up.
‘The sooner we get to Australia and I can have you all to myself, the better,’ he says. ‘No more Amy or detectives or Andriu interfering in our life.’
I laugh at his words but something inside me cries. This is really happening. I’m leaving everyone behind. My dad, my friends, my past.
Well, maybe not the past. I won’t be able to leave that behind. What I’ve done is not going to disappear from my memory just because I get on a plane. Even if it is a twenty-four-hour journey. My past will stay with me. Packed in my head. Baggage that can’t be lost at Heathrow.