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Chapters (51)
  1. The Family Secret
  2. Copyright
  3. Praise for Tracy Buchanan’s novels
  4. What readers loved about Tracy Buchanan’s last novel, The Lost Sister …
  5. Dedication
  6. Table of Contents
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Letter to my readers
  43. Acknowledgments
  44. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  45. With the loss of her mother, Becky aches to find her sister. She knows she cannot move forward in her life without answers…
  46. A girl has gone missing. You’ve never met her, but you’re to blame…
  47. You’d kill to protect your child…Wouldn’t you?
  48. Everything you’ve built your life on is a lie. And no one has been telling the truth for a very long time…
  49. How far would you go for the one you love the most?
  50. Also by Tracy Buchanan
  51. About the Publisher

Dinner with the McCluskys that evening felt somehow different from the last time. I wondered if it might be because of Lumin being here and because I’d withheld her from them for almost five years. But as I observed them, I realised the tension wasn’t with me. It was with each other. After an exciting day, they all seemed exhausted, the smiles less frequent. Dylan and Cole were barely talking to one another, Mairi seemed to have a permanent crease in her forehead and the rest of the family were strangely subdued.

I also noticed other little things: the maid they once had was gone. The food and drink were less extravagant than they were last time. Everyone seemed a bit less polished. Lumin was of course oblivious to it though, chatting away to her newly found cousins as Dylan watched them with a smile on his face.

After, we all sat in the vast living room as the kids played games. Before too long, Lumin started yawning.

‘I think it’s bedtime for you,’ I said, starting to get up. ‘We had a long journey today.’

‘Can Dylan read to me, Mummy?’ she asked.

I paused. ‘Sure.’

Dylan’s face lit up and Mairi smiled. ‘How about I run you a bath, sweetheart?’ Mairi asked Lumin. ‘I’ll get you all snug and ready then Daddy can come read to you.’

Lumin nodded shyly and walked upstairs with Dylan and Mairi.

‘Here,’ Rhonda said, bringing a glass of wine over to me after they left. ‘Looks like you need this.’

I took a thankful sip. ‘It feels so weird not being the one to put Lumin to bed.’

‘I’m sure you’ll get used to it. How’s it all going?’

‘Good. Lumin seems to love it here. And she and Dylan …’ I smiled, shaking my head. ‘They’re two peas in a pod.’

‘What about you and Dylan?’ Rhonda asked, taking a sip of her own wine and tilting her head as she examined my face. ‘Are you two peas in a wooden hut in the mountains again?’

I felt my cheeks flush. ‘No, it’s not like that this time.’

‘Well, whatever happens between you both, it’s great to have you here. I can see the change in him already, the weight lifted off his shoulders now he is back in your life.’

‘In Lumin’s life. This isn’t about me and Dylan.’

Her gaze penetrated mine. ‘Isn’t it?’

I leant back in my chair, nursing my wine. ‘Maybe just a little bit. I’d reconciled myself to never seeing him again, then all of a sudden I’m staying in his family’s house for Christmas, just like the first time.’

‘Maybe it’s just what’s meant to be. I can see it with the two of you, the electricity. Everyone can. It’s fate.’

I laughed. ‘You really believe all that?’