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Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Book
  3. Dedication
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-one
  25. Twenty-two
  26. Twenty-three
  27. Twenty-four
  28. Twenty-five
  29. Twenty-six
  30. Twenty-seven
  31. Twenty-eight
  32. Twenty-nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty-one
  35. Thirty-two
  36. Thirty-three
  37. Thirty-four
  38. Thirty-five
  39. Thirty-six
  40. Thirty-seven
  41. Thirty-eight
  42. Thirty-nine
  43. Acknowledgements
  44. About the Author
  45. Also by Sandie Docker
  46. Book Club Questions
  47. Welcome to the Kookaburra Creek Café
  48. Prologue
  49. One
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Angus Lewis spent some time chatting to us at the stall. I assumed he was interested in Lucy for more than her artistic talents. I was wrong.

He called on me yesterday, most unexpectedly, to make his intentions clear. I found myself in need of sitting down. I even poured a stiff sherry.

He is a perfectly amiable man, as you well know, and despite him being some years my senior, we have always enjoyed a warm friendship. But, for him to court me? I am simply not interested. His wife, Katherine, passed I think eight months ago, and he is lonely. That I can most sympathetically understand. But I am not the solution to his problem.

I cannot imagine being in the arms of another man, my darling, and I am now so used to being alone I am quite set in my ways. I told him as much; the latter, not the former. I do have some sense of compassion. He said he was willing to wait for me to come round to the idea. And I believe him, Thomas. The man had a look of determination I have rarely seen and I feel he will be more than persistent in his attempts to woo me. What am I to do?

Lucy suggested I should reconsider my rejection, but she is mad. She still holds hope I have a hidden artistic talent to discover, so, clearly we cannot trust her judgement. Always the optimist, my sweet Lucy.

I have decided to redecorate the cottage. I feel that I am drifting though my life with no real purpose and perhaps this is a project that will help. I need some more colour in my life, though I am sure Mother will disagree. She and Father have bought a new apartment in Sydney, closer to the university. Mother’s letters continue to describe her social engagements mostly, but every now and again Father puts pen to paper and he seems happier than I can remember him ever being. He writes fondly of his students and enthusiastically of his work. He never mentions Mother’s parties or soirees.

It is late, once more, and I must to bed. I will need all the strength I can muster to keep Angus Lewis at bay, I fear. Wish me luck.

Forever yours,

Ivy

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Charlie knew Nicole had been frustrated losing to him so many times before today. It had been a few weeks since she’d tasted victory. He’d thought about letting her win, holding back. He didn’t want her to get so perturbed that she’d stop coming. Not that he was overly thrilled to have her there. But he was kind of getting used to her.