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
‘Oh dear, you really are in a bit of a state. Sit up a minute and let me get a proper look at you.’
He did as he was told and I gave him a quick check to see if anything was sprained or broken.
‘Come on,’ I said. ‘Let’s get you sorted out.’
I took him into our bathroom and washed some of the dirt off with a flannel, cleaning his cuts and scratches and dabbing on antiseptic with my fingertips. His T-shirt was beyond saving.
He stood, blank-faced and silent, while I worked.
‘Are you going to tell me how you got these cuts?’
‘Told you,’ he said, eyes downcast. ‘Fell over.’
‘Were you with Jake and Ethan?’
He hesitated. Then, ‘They made me promise not to tell.’
‘Who?’
His voice so quiet it was almost inaudible, he said, ‘The boys.’
‘And where are they now?’
‘Dunno.’
‘Aren’t you all friends?’
‘They said I couldn’t play with them any more, and they went off somewhere.’
‘They left you here on your own?’
He nodded miserably, the sharp tang of Savlon making him wrinkle his nose.
I sat him down on the edge of the bathtub.
‘What happened, Daniel?’
‘When I fell down I was a bit upset, so Ethan got cross and then he said him and Jake were going out somewhere and I thought they meant they were just going outside, like hide-and-seek or something, so I went out to look for them in the garden but I couldn’t find them. I looked for ages but I couldn’t find them and I thought maybe they’d gone out in one of the cars. I looked everywhere.’ His voice dropped. ‘But I couldn’t find anyone.’
‘What about Alistair?’
‘Didn’t know where he was.’
My worry turned to anger.
‘You couldn’t find him either?’
‘No. I ran around everywhere but it was like everyone had just left without me and I was all on my own and everyone had forgotten about me. I got scared then, so I went to my room and looked out of the window for someone to come back. Then I read my book. I was a bit sad.’
‘Alistair was supposed to be here, looking after you.’
He gave a little nod but still wouldn’t look at me.
‘I thought . . .’ He tailed off, his voice growing quieter still.
‘What did you think, darling?’
‘I thought everyone had gone home without me. Back to England. Just left me here on my own in the holiday house and I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Like what happens to Kevin in Home Alone, but kind of the other way around.’
I smiled and shook my head. Home Alone was one of his favourite films.
‘You silly sausage! We’d never leave you all alone. I would never leave you.’
‘Are you cross, Mummy?’