Back Madame Burova
Chapters (70)
  1. About the Author
  2. Also by Ruth Hogan
  3. Title Page
  4. Imprint Page
  5. How to use this eBook
  6. Dedication
  7. Epigraph
  8. Contents
  9. The Promise
  10. Chapter 1
  11. Chapter 2
  12. Chapter 3
  13. Chapter 4
  14. Chapter 5
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Chapter 7
  17. Chapter 8
  18. Chapter 9
  19. Chapter 10
  20. Chapter 11
  21. Chapter 12
  22. Chapter 13
  23. Chapter 14
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. Chapter 31
  41. Chapter 32
  42. Chapter 33
  43. Chapter 34
  44. Chapter 35
  45. Chapter 36
  46. Chapter 37
  47. Chapter 38
  48. Chapter 39
  49. Chapter 40
  50. Chapter 41
  51. Chapter 42
  52. Chapter 43
  53. Chapter 44
  54. Chapter 45
  55. Chapter 46
  56. Chapter 47
  57. Chapter 48
  58. Chapter 49
  59. Chapter 50
  60. Chapter 51
  61. Chapter 52
  62. Chapter 53
  63. Chapter 54
  64. Chapter 55
  65. Chapter 56
  66. Chapter 57
  67. Chapter 58
  68. A few thoughts and more than a few thanks
  69. A Word About Our Covers
  70. Endmatter page 1

Alexei began to spread soured cream on blinis. Grisha stirred reluctantly, ready to follow Imelda but disappointed that no one had thought to offer him a slice of the smoked salmon from the plate on the table. While Imelda was occupied wrapping her food parcel, a morsel of fish held tentatively between a thumb and forefinger miraculously appeared before Grisha’s nose. He gently accepted the treat and then licked the fingers that had proffered it. Imelda kissed her father’s cheek and then her mother’s before striding down the hallway and stepping out into the glorious sunshine. Shunty-Mae stepped up to the kitchen sink and washed her hands.

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The promenade was still quiet by the time Imelda arrived. Jack and Diamond were just setting up the tables and chairs outside the café.

‘Morning, Imelda, luv. Looks like it’s going to be a scorcher.’ Jack greeted Imelda as he struggled to unfurl one of the sunshade umbrellas.

‘Look out – here comes trouble.’

Imelda followed the direction of Diamond’s gaze. A small boy was bounding towards them holding a collie on a lead. Treasure was followed at a more sedate pace by Ruby. Grisha sniffed at the collie, full of curiosity for this new canine, but she backed away nervously.

‘Well, who is this beautiful young lady?’ Imelda addressed her question to Treasure who was grinning proudly.

‘She’s mine. She’s called Star and I rescued her.’ He stroked her silky head and the dog looked up at him, momentarily reassured. Ruby checked her watch.

‘I have to go,’ she told Diamond. ‘Now, Treasure, be a good boy and do as your auntie tells you.’

‘And perhaps later you might like to go for a walk with me and Grisha,’ Imelda added. ‘He could show Star around and maybe they could be friends.’

Treasure nodded happily before Diamond whisked him inside for a chocolate milkshake. Ruby walked with Imelda towards the booth. Her face was pale and there were dark circles under her eyes. But Treasure seemed like a different boy. His transformation was astonishing and wonderful to witness. So, what could be troubling Ruby so badly now if it was not her usual concern for her son? Imelda didn’t have to wait long to find out. When they reached the booth, Ruby asked if she could come in ‘just for a moment’. Imelda unlocked the door and ushered Ruby inside.

‘Can I talk to you about something in complete confidence? Something that must never be spoken about outside these four walls?’

‘Of, course. Why don’t you sit down?’

Ruby seemed exhausted. She perched on the edge of a chair and Imelda sat down opposite her.

‘It’s about Star. Well, Treasure and Star.’

Imelda waited in silence while Ruby marshalled her thoughts before arranging them into coherent sentences.