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Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. One
  4. Two
  5. Three
  6. Four
  7. Five
  8. Six
  9. Seven
  10. Eight
  11. Nine
  12. Ten
  13. Eleven
  14. Twelve
  15. Thirteen
  16. Fourteen
  17. Fifteen
  18. Sixteen
  19. Seventeen
  20. Eighteen
  21. Nineteen
  22. Twenty
  23. Twenty-One
  24. Twenty-Two
  25. Twenty-Three
  26. Twenty-Four
  27. Twenty-Five
  28. Twenty-Six
  29. Twenty-Seven
  30. Twenty-Eight
  31. Twenty-Nine
  32. Thirty
  33. Thirty-One
  34. Thirty-Two
  35. Thirty-Three
  36. Thirty-Four
  37. Thirty-Five
  38. Thirty-Six
  39. Thirty-Seven
  40. Thirty-Eight
  41. Thirty-Nine
  42. Forty
  43. Forty-One
  44. Forty-Two
  45. Forty-Three
  46. Forty-Four
  47. Forty-Five
  48. Forty-Six
  49. The Pengarron Sagas
  50. The Harvey Family Sagas

Clem was stunned, shocked and horrified at his son’s words and violence. Barely able to get to his feet, rocking and blinking, he wiped at the blood that ran from the corner of his mouth and dripped on to his coat.

Kenver had wheeled himself and Rebekah to the doorway, out of harm’s reach. He spoke with grim emotion. ‘This is madness, everything’s got out of hand. We’re a family and have a new member in it. It doesn’t matter now who actually fathered Rebekah. She’s here and she needs to be brought up in a loving home, and that’s what me and Kerris are going to do. Philip’s signed her over to us, Clem, and as far as I’m concerned there’s no more to be said.

‘You two are going to have to make things up. Think of Catherine, this has been a dreadful experience for her. We shouldn’t have kept you in the dark, Clem. It might have been easier for you if you had known about the baby’s birth, but we thought you had enough on your mind with Jessica, Kane and Harry.’

Clem said nothing. Glaring with revulsion at Philip, he dodged Catherine’s reaching hands and fell out into the darkness. He heard her shouting after him, but, gathering his three dogs, he went on to the moor, to one of the sheltered spots he favoured to be alone.

‘I know Philip’s still refusing to say sorry and ask your forgiveness,’ Kenver said carefully when he had caught up with him, ‘but what’s hurting you the most, Clem? What he did or what he said?’

‘I’ve come to terms with Rebekah’s existence, you and Kerris rearing her is the best thing for her. I feel better about the dead girl now I know she’s had a decent burial. What I hate, Kenver, is the fact that a son of mine could take advantage of a half-witted child. As for his jibe about me not owning the farm, of course it’s a blow to my pride, always has been, even though everyone’s been careful not to mention it. I can’t do anything about that, but it’s brought home to me something I must do. I have to get Catherine and the twins away from Philip. If I were to die, they’d be at his mercy. Catherine herself and her money. I don’t doubt for a moment he wouldn’t try to force himself on her. I can’t take that risk.’