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
Where we stood was an overhang, projecting out into nothing but thin air. I put my left foot sideways onto the edge and peered carefully into the gorge below: it was a straight drop down onto smooth, bare rock, scrubby green bushes sticking out here and there from the rock face on the way down. At the bottom, there was a thin stream running from one rock pool to the next, clear blue water sparkling in the late afternoon sun.
I had another sudden, powerful wave of vertigo, my stomach turning over so hard I had to step back and crouch down on the dusty ground, touching the earth with my fingertips.
‘Jesus,’ I breathed, ‘that’s some drop. It’s got to be a hundred feet.’
‘Having the kids anywhere near it is pretty damn terrifying,’ Jennifer said.
‘I’m an adult and it gives me the heebie-jeebies too.’
‘I can’t believe Rowan didn’t tell us about this.’ There was an accusatory tone in her voice. ‘We should make it off-limits to all the kids, or can we fence it off with something?’
‘I’ll ask her to call the maintenance company in the morning, see if they can send someone out straightaway.’
‘Boys?’ Jennifer said to her sons. ‘You’re not to come down here on your own until the barrier is fixed up again. OK?’
Ethan gave her a quick nod and a smile.
Jake gave no sign of having heard her at all.
Chapter 20
20
Jennifer
Jennifer paced up and down the big bedroom’s marble floor, arms crossed tightly across her chest. She had taken one of her pills but it didn’t seem to be having any effect – sometimes they were like that, instead of wrapping her in a favourite warm blanket (which was the way Alistair had described the dosage to her) there was just a slight softening at the edges of her anxiety, a slight blurring, but that was all. Nothing more. It wasn’t enough.
This holiday was a bad idea, she decided. It was as simple as that.
Maybe not a bad idea in itself – in theory, it was a lovely idea – just not right now. Not with things how they were. In fact, it was pretty much the last thing she needed at the moment, with everything else going on, all the other complications that life with two teenage boys could throw your way.