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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Anna Bell
  3. Also by Anna Bell
  4. About the Author
  5. Note to Readers
  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. Acknowledgements
  45. Extract
  46. Prologue
  47. About the Publisher

‘Yeah, Kestrel beach. We used to walk through the nature reserve.’

I look over the treeline, trying not to let my head get too caught up in the memories of the times Joel and I spent here that summer.

‘Look, Edie, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about things. To apologise for how I messed up our friendship with how I acted after …’ He pauses and I don’t think he can bring himself to say that we almost kissed. ‘I was young and I didn’t know any better and then when your mum died—’

‘It’s fine,’ I say, shutting down the conversation because I don’t want to think about how mad I was at Joel the night that she died. For a long time, I blamed myself for my parents’ car accident. Joel too. If I hadn’t confronted him, I would never have been in the state that drove Mum to get in that car. ‘We don’t need to talk about that. You’re right, we were young and it was a long time ago. You know that Soph’s got it in her head that we should all go for a weekend at Hartland’s?’

‘I know, it’s like she wants us all to be friends again, as if no time has passed.’

‘And if we’re going to be friends, all of us,’ I say, looking him in the eye so that he knows I mean he’s who I’m really talking about, ‘I think it’s better that some things just stay in the past. I’m sure if we could go back, we would have done things differently.’

‘I certainly would have.’ He’s staring back into my eyes and it takes my breath away. ‘No need for things to get awkward.’

‘None at all. We just forget it all happened. We pick up where we left off when we were just friends.’

‘Just friends,’ he says. ‘Yeah, that’s all, we ever were, right?’

He raises his eyebrow and attempts a smile and it breaks my heart a little bit. No matter whether it was real or not, or just in my teenage mind, he was the first man I ever really fell in love with, and he never even realised it.

‘Right,’ I say, nodding. It shouldn’t really bother me after all this time that it didn’t mean anything to him, but it does. ‘So, that’s all sorted then?’

‘Yeah. I’m glad, because it’s felt like we’ve been tiptoeing round each other.’

‘I felt that too, but, as you say, no need.’ I stand up and stretch my legs, my calves are tightening from the paddling.

‘I’m getting really stiff. Should my calves hurt this much?’

He stands up and grabs his board.

‘Probably, if you’re not used to it. We should get going before you seize up. You ready?’