Chapters (66)
- Cover
- THE HEATWAVE
- Readers love The Heatwave
- 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
- Acknowledgements
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- About the Publisher
‘Does she need to hear all of this?’ her mother asked, trying to protect her from the wrong things as usual.
‘It will be all over town soon enough. He was found by one of the parents from the school who was out fishing at the crack of dawn, so there’s no keeping a lid on this. I just wanted to give you a heads-up,’ the officer said.
‘I’m supposed to be meeting my friends at the beach today. Everyone’s going to be talking about me again. I haven’t done anything wrong. I don’t want to hide.’ Jasmine could feel her chest tightening, the familiar anxiety she felt for most of last year creeping back. She was sorry about what had happened to Mr Morrell but this wasn’t fair; she couldn’t handle being the centre of everyone’s conversations and dirty looks again.
‘You don’t have to go anywhere today,’ Lisa said quickly.
‘I’ll be fine,’ Jasmine lied. Today was going to be hell for her, but staying locked up inside was no alternative. Last time Jasmine had been vilified when he lost his job because of her, not just by students either. She knew a couple of teachers thought it was all her fault, that she had somehow encouraged him or led him on in some way.
‘I know you gave a statement to the police already. But did Mr Morrell give any indication that he might do something like this?’ the police officer asked.
She didn’t know how to answer. His suicide would now almost definitely be linked to Jasmine for ever. How was she supposed to know if he’d been suicidal?
‘Are you saying she could have done something to help him? Maybe she should have just let him cop another feel and everything would have been fine. For fuck’s sake. Do you not think maybe it was a bit insensitive to come here and suggest that my daughter’s statement caused a man to commit suicide? Do you not think maybe it was his devious behaviour and twisted mind that was the problem?’ Lisa snapped, reaching out for Jasmine’s hand, which she pulled away. The police officer looked apologetic. This wasn’t the kind of thing that happened much around here and so they probably didn’t get much practice at being tactful.