Chapters (36)
- Cover
- Praise For Fiona Lowe
- Join My Newsletter
- Dedication
- Prologue
- 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
- Also by Fiona Lowe
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Book Club Questions
“I don’t know! I’ve been too scared to do the test.” Libby sucked in her cheeks. “If it’s negative, Al, it means there’s a problem. Both of us would need to have tests. What if he says he doesn’t want them?”
Alice shuddered, unable to shut out her mother’s matter-of-fact words from the day before. “Oh, Libs. You have to talk to him.”
“I need to read the psych report!”
“Libby!”
Her twin sighed and sank into her blanket. “I know. You’re right. Nick and I need to have a long and frank conversation. Get ourselves back on the same page.”
Alice remembered the last long and frank conversation she’d had with Lawrence and instantly reassured herself that Libby’s conversation would be nothing like it. Nick loved her to pieces. He always had.
“Tell you what, how about the girls stay here tonight so you and Nick have some uninterrupted time on your own?”
“After the shock of neither of us coming home last night, the girls will be clingy. I know Jess had problems getting them to bed.”
Alice tamped down her chagrin that Libby had rejected her offer to stay with her nieces the previous night, insisting that Jess remain at the house. “How about I look after Indi today and pick up Lucy from school. That way when they discharge Nick, there’s no pressure to rush back. Talk in Bairnsdale and then you’ll be home for the girls tonight.”
“Nick will want to come straight home and if we’re going to talk, I’m not having that sort of conversation in the Bean and Grind café.”
“I’ll look after them here until you call me to bring them to Burrunan.”
“Jess will probably have Indi today.”
“But I’ve already offered,” Alice ground out. Years ago, she’d accepted that Libby’s close friendship with Jess excluded her, but now it seemed to be shutting her out of her nieces’ lives. “And I’ve got the day off, whereas Jess will have to juggle her work around two kids. Even if she does offer, is it fair to accept?”
Libby let out a low groan. “You’re right. I’m sorry, I’m not thinking straight. I’ll go home and have breakfast with the girls and talk to Jess. She was amazing last night. She sent me texts and called me every couple of hours to check I was okay and reassure me that the girls were settled and asleep.”
Was the comment a shot at Alice and her parents? They’d deliberately hung back from barraging Libby with texts and calls, not wanting to bother her. They knew her energies would be focused on Nick and she’d contact them when she had news. It didn’t mean they cared any less.
“Great,” Alice finally managed, although it lacked conviction.
Libby’s phone rang and she fished it out of her pocket. “Hi, Jess … Good thanks. I’ll be home soon. I’m not going back to Bairnsdale until … Oh, okay, I’d forgotten. No, that’s fine, please, don’t stress. I totally understand. I just appreciate that you were … Hang on, I’ll ask Alice.” She muted the phone. “Can you mind Indi and Leo today?”