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Chapters (105)
  1. Praise
  2. Title Page
  3. Contents
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. Saturday
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Ten months earlier
  21. Sunday
  22. Chapter 14
  23. Chapter 15
  24. Chapter 16
  25. Chapter 17
  26. Chapter 18
  27. Chapter 19
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Chapter 22
  31. Chapter 23
  32. Chapter 24
  33. Nine months earlier
  34. Monday
  35. Chapter 25
  36. Chapter 26
  37. Chapter 27
  38. Chapter 28
  39. Chapter 29
  40. Chapter 30
  41. Chapter 31
  42. Chapter 32
  43. Chapter 33
  44. Chapter 34
  45. Chapter 35
  46. Chapter 36
  47. Six months earlier
  48. Tuesday
  49. Chapter 37
  50. Chapter 38
  51. Chapter 39
  52. Chapter 40
  53. Chapter 41
  54. Chapter 42
  55. Chapter 43
  56. Chapter 44
  57. Chapter 45
  58. Chapter 46
  59. Chapter 47
  60. Four months earlier
  61. Wednesday
  62. Chapter 48
  63. Chapter 49
  64. Chapter 50
  65. Chapter 51
  66. Chapter 52
  67. Chapter 53
  68. Chapter 54
  69. Chapter 55
  70. Chapter 56
  71. Chapter 57
  72. Chapter 58
  73. Chapter 59
  74. Chapter 60
  75. One month earlier
  76. Thursday
  77. Chapter 61
  78. Chapter 62
  79. Chapter 63
  80. Chapter 64
  81. Chapter 65
  82. Chapter 66
  83. Chapter 67
  84. Chapter 68
  85. Chapter 69
  86. Chapter 70
  87. Chapter 71
  88. Chapter 72
  89. Chapter 73
  90. Chapter 74
  91. Chapter 75
  92. Chapter 76
  93. Chapter 77
  94. Chapter 78
  95. Chapter 79
  96. Chapter 80
  97. One Month Later
  98. Chapter 81
  99. Chapter 82
  100. Chapter 83
  101. Acknowledgements
  102. About the Author
  103. Also by T.M. Logan
  104. A message from TM Logan
  105. Copyright

‘Not much,’ Jake said, trying for nonchalance.

‘You all right?’

‘Bit bored. You?’

‘God, yeah. This heat is savage, isn’t it?’

‘I kind of like it.’ He brushed a hand through his fair hair. ‘What do you reckon, then?’

‘About what?’

‘This place.’

‘Pretty amazing,’ she said. ‘The pool’s great.’

‘Yeah.’

Ethan had to agree: all in all this wasn’t a bad place. Not bad at all. Much better than the crap rentals they usually had to put up with on summer holidays.

Lucy fanned herself with the straw hat, one hand brushing her long blonde hair back away from her face, before setting it on her head with the brim tilted back.

She gave Jake a big smile. ‘It’s just so hot out here and there’s no shade at all, is there?’

‘Fancy a drink?’

‘What’ve you got?’

Jake produced a half-sized bottle of vodka from the pocket of his black cargo shorts, unscrewing the cap and handing to her. She took a swig and grimaced as she swallowed, coughing as she handed it back to him.

‘Prefer it with a bit of coke,’ she gasped.

‘I’ll get some from the house, if you want.’

‘No, no.’ She laughed and held a hand up. ‘It’s fine.’

Jake took a swig from the bottle and set it down in between him and Lucy.

Ethan thought about asking for a go on the vodka but didn’t want to give his brother the opportunity to say no, to embarrass him in front of her. He watched them chatting, his muggy older brother and this hot girl with her chest stretching her vest top. The beautiful people. Laughing together, having fun together, and she wasn’t even pretending this time like she sometimes did. The three of them went to the same comprehensive and knew each other as schoolmates – even though they were in different years – as much as they did family friends. Jake trying to be all cool and casual, Ethan thought, spitting another pip into the dry earth. It was obvious that his older brother didn’t want him to be here. Well, tough shit. I’m not going anywhere.

‘So,’ Jake said, turning his back on Ethan to block his view. ‘You OK?’

Lucy nodded. ‘Yeah. Just want to get GCSE results day out of the way.’

‘Me too. Bet you’ll get all nines though.’

She snorted. ‘Don’t know about that.’

‘Everything else . . . all right?’

‘Yeah.’ She took another swig of vodka. ‘Peachy.’

Ethan’s ears pricked up at her tone. There was a silence between the two older teenagers for a moment, as if something was passing wordlessly between them. Ethan leaned around to look at them but he was too late. The moment had gone.

‘Right,’ Lucy looked further down the hill, ‘who’s coming down to the woods, then?’

She set off without waiting. Both brothers scrambled to their feet, one on either side of her.