Chapters (105)
- Praise
- Title Page
- Contents
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Saturday
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Ten months earlier
- Sunday
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Nine months earlier
- Monday
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Six months earlier
- Tuesday
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Four months earlier
- Wednesday
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- One month earlier
- Thursday
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- One Month Later
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by T.M. Logan
- A message from TM Logan
- Copyright
‘He’s filming me!’ Lucy shouted, jabbing a finger at her brother. She swiped at him, trying to grab the camcorder from him as I held them apart.
Daniel dodged away from his sister’s grasp, still squealing with nervous laughter.
‘She’s crazy!’
‘Tell him to stop filming me!’
‘Daniel,’ I said, ‘you shouldn’t film people unless they’re OK with it. Give me the camera, please.’
‘She’s just being moody. No one else minds when I do it.’
‘Well, your sister minds. Did you ask her permission?’
‘Yes. Sort of.’
‘Liar!’ Lucy said. ‘You never even said you were filming! I was just sunbathing and then you were there with the camera!’
‘Daniel, you’ve been told not to film her, but you did it anyway. Why did you do that?’
‘I was just doing a funny video. It’s only for fun.’
‘It’s not fun for Lucy, is it?’
There was a tremor in Lucy’s voice. She was on the verge of tears.
‘Tell him to delete it, Mum.’
I took the camera from my son’s hand. ‘Go and help Izzy lay the table for dinner, Daniel. I’ll come and talk to you in a minute.’
He skipped off towards the kitchen with a quick backwards glance to make sure he was no longer being pursued. But Lucy had collapsed onto a chair, all the fight gone out of her. She put her head in her hands and started to cry.
I sat down on the arm of the chair and put an arm around her. ‘What’s up, Lucy? It’s just your brother being silly.’
‘Don’t like people having pictures of me, ones I don’t know about.’
‘Look. We’ll tape over what he’s just done, OK? I’ll delete it, no one will see it.’
‘No one?’
‘I promise.’
Her voice was so low it was almost a whisper. ‘Thanks, Mum.’
‘Is it just that, Lucy? Is there something else going on?’
She shook her head but said nothing.
‘Are you sure?’
She disengaged from our embrace and wiped a tear away with the heel of her hand. ‘I’m going to my room for a bit.’
I watched her go, still wondering about her reaction. There was regular friction between Lucy and Daniel, who were no different from siblings the world over, and Daniel seemed to get a kick out of winding his sister up, but her reaction this time seemed to be on a different level.