Chapters (44)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Tricia Stringer
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- 8 Months Later
- Acknowledgements
Keely smiled and took a piece of slice for herself. She’d been too busy to eat much. She’d been eyeing off the chocolate nut slice Anna had brought, determined not to succumb, but she was hungry. She bit into it and almost moaned it was so delicious.
“Did you make all this?” Hugh waved his large hand over the plates of assorted sweets she was handing around.
Keely brushed her lips. “Not all of it.”
“You’ve gone to a lot of trouble. It’s good for Euan to have some support.”
“Well, Hugh Lansdale, as if he hasn’t had support over the years.” Anna appeared at his shoulder and wagged her finger at him. “You’ve enjoyed plenty of my cooking. And I’ll still be here when Keely leaves.”
Keely glanced down at the plate. In a flash, Anna had spoiled her evening, reminding her of her interloper status again.
“You’re not staying on then?” Hugh turned his steady gaze back to her.
Keely took a breath and forced a smile. “No, I’m on holiday. My original plan was to travel north. If I hadn’t had my appendix out I’d be somewhere well beyond Perth by now.”
“Lots to see in the west. I hope it works out for you.” Keely glanced at Hugh’s face. He was hard to read. Was he genuinely wishing her well or hurrying her away like Anna?
She carried the platters through to the kitchen to top them up. A group of girls had gone ahead of her to the main bathroom so she decided to nip in to the en suite attached to Euan’s bedroom. Leaving the door ajar, she left the bedroom light off. The light from the room behind her and the moonlight through the open curtains lit her way to the bathroom where she flicked the switch. Euan’s work clothes were in a pile on the floor and his shaving gear littered the handbasin. She hoped he wouldn’t mind but she’d be quick. Just in case she locked the door behind her.
It had been kind of him to take her in but he must be glad to be back in his own space now. She’d be sorry to leave Levallier Dell. The time was getting closer for her to move on and yet a part of her didn’t want to. Even though there’d been a few shaky moments during her stay, she’d enjoyed it.