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
Rowan put a hand to her chest. ‘Why is she on her own?’ She raised her voice and waved both hands over her head. ‘Odette!’
As we watched, a tall figure walked up to her. Bent over to talk, before taking her hand. A man in baseball cap and sunglasses, his shirt open. I only needed to see him for a split second to know who it was. His stride, his profile, the way his shoulders moved, the way he held her hand.
Sean.
Hand in hand, he walked Odette back to our little encampment of towels, Daniel trotting along beside him carrying two big bottles of water.
Rowan went down on one knee, taking her daughter gently by the shoulders.
‘You gave me a fright, Odette,’ she chided. ‘You must promise that you’ll never go into the sea again without someone to look after you, OK? Do you promise?’
‘Wasn’t in the sea,’ the little girl mumbled, stubbing at the sand with her toe. ‘Only in the tiny waves.’
‘Russ?’ Rowan said, her face lined with worry. ‘Why weren’t you with her?’
Russ sat up. ‘Eh?’ He blinked in the bright sunlight. ‘She was supposed to be playing with the boys, making a dam. I told her not to go into the sea without me, but she doesn’t bloody listen.’
‘Perhaps if you weren’t sleeping off a hangover,’ Rowan said, her voice rising, ‘you would have noticed her in the water on her own! Christ, you’re so irresponsible!’
‘It’s all down to me, is it? As usual.’
Odette whispered something into her mother’s ear.
Rowan frowned. ‘What do you mean, honey?’
In reply, Odette turned to look at Jake and Ethan, pointing her tiny index finger at them. ‘It was the boys,’ she said in a small voice.
‘What was, honey?’
‘Their fault.’
Rowan frowned over at the two teenagers.
‘Why?’
‘Wanted to play with them but Ethan said I couldn’t, said I wasn’t allowed.’ Her index finger prodded the air for emphasis. ‘He told me to go and play on my own, in the water.’
Ethan’s face was a picture of calm. ‘That’s not true,’ he said, his voice steady. ‘She was trying to tell us what to do all the time, she wanted to build a fairy castle instead of a dam. She was kicking holes in it, letting the water through. Then she said she wasn’t playing and stormed off.’
‘Never!’ Odette said.
‘Did!’ Jake said loudly. ‘She’s just trying to get us in trouble!’
Sean held his hands up as more voices collided in disagreement.
‘All right, all right, the main thing is she’s safe now, right? So why don’t we all have an ice cream or something.’