Chapters (64)
- Cover
- Booklist
- Title Page
- Praise
- 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
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Publisher
‘You know, be an actual mother.’ She outstretched her arms then kicked a couple of times and drifted slowly to the other side of the pool. She righted herself and pushed her hair back with both hands. ‘She’s annoyed because I’ve been told I can’t go back to school. Expelled for bad behaviour. They’ve paid thousands and I’m not allowed to finish my A levels.’ She was watching something behind me. I glanced back and saw my brother was putting his T-shirt back on.
‘What will you do?’ I said as I swam closer to her in an attempt to get her attention back.
It worked. She looked back at me and gave an exaggerated shrug. ‘Who knows? I’m basically a problem now. Like Maria. How do you solve a problem like Maria?’ Then she trilled with laughter and dived backwards, twisting her body under the water and swimming beneath the surface, a pink fish glistening in the blackness.
As she broke the surface, her body brushed against my hand, which sent an electric charge skittering though me. She smiled at me. Jago walked past the pool. She gave him nothing more than a cursory glance, then looped her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, her breath hot against my water-cooled skin: ‘I’m glad we’re friends.’
Then she flipped over like a seal and swam to the end of the pool.
It was as if a fire had been lit inside me. Every cell of my body sang as I took a breath and ducked beneath the surface. The water closed over my ears. Blocked out the sound. I opened my eyes and watched the slashes of sunlight cutting through the water and the reflected ripples which danced like water piskies, finally safe from the horrors of the episode on the beach.
In the distance was a flash of pink. I pushed off and glided over to her, then broke the surface, emerging just in front of her.
Then I smiled.
‘I’m glad we’re friends too.’
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jago
July 1986
He sits with his grandfather and makes a show of trying to find a home for a piece of the ridiculous puzzle. The picture he’s trying to make is of a grassy field with sheep and cows, idyllic, with butterflies in the blue sky and a white picket fence and a lamb in the foreground with a ladybird on its back.
All he can think about is her. The moment he caught her looking at him and dropped his head to avoid her gaze.
Don’t be stupid, says the voice in his head. Why would a girl like Edie Davenport be interested in you? You’re a waste of space. Good for nothing but sanding railings.
They are from different worlds.
And yet…