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

Elizabeth watched as Pru busied herself in the kitchen making them both a coffee. She placed the cups on the coffee table and sat down in the chair next to Elizabeth. ‘Thank you,’ said Elizabeth.

‘You know there’s a lot of pressure on people these days to live the perfect life,’ said Pru. ‘We are constantly fed images of how we should be living, and there’s always some expert from somewhere banging on about how to be happy and content, but you know what? Real life isn’t like that. It’s not a fantasy life from something out of an old Doris Day film.’

‘You can say that again.’ Elizabeth took a sip of her coffee.

‘You know, when I first met Max I was well and truly charmed by this good-looking Englishman. He only had to speak and I would have killed just to listen to that accent.’ She laughed. ‘It’s an American thing – we love the English accent. Anyway, we did fall in love that summer, but that wasn’t the only reason I ended up coming over to the UK and setting up home with him.’

‘No?’ Elizabeth was surprised at this candidness from her mother-in-law.

‘Not at all. You see, we made a good team on a number of fronts. The most prevailing one, which has stood the test of time, has been Conmere.’

‘Sorry, I don’t understand.’

‘Max had the house, the grounds, the land, and he had a vision, but he also had a tremendous amount of financial liability in keeping the place running. Cue a wealthy American heiress.’ She tapped her chest with her finger. ‘I had the money he needed to make a go of the place, to realise his vision of running Conmere House in the black for once. It was an arrangement that suited us, and the fact that we were rather fond of each other helped too.’

‘It was certainly a good coming together,’ said Elizabeth.

‘It wasn’t plain sailing, and as the years went by the love did peter out, but we knew we worked well together as a team. I could have left Max at any time, I knew he had a wandering eye, but I decided to stay because I knew I could gain a lot more from staying than I could from leaving.’ She placed a hand on Elizabeth’s knee. ‘The grass isn’t always greener on the other side. I know I’m biased but you have a good man in Harry and it would break my heart to see him unhappy. I know he wants to leave Conmere but if you’re here and you’re happy here then he’ll stay. It’s as simple as that.’