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Chapters (60)
  1. Cover
  2. Books by Sheryl Browne
  3. Dedication
  4. KARLA
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-One
  26. Twenty-Two
  27. Twenty-Three
  28. Twenty-Four
  29. Twenty-Five
  30. Twenty-Six
  31. Twenty-Seven
  32. Twenty-Eight
  33. Twenty-Nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-One
  36. Thirty-Two
  37. Thirty-Three
  38. Thirty-Four
  39. Thirty-Five
  40. Thirty-Six
  41. Thirty-Seven
  42. Thirty-Eight
  43. Thirty-Nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-One
  46. Forty-Two
  47. Forty-Three
  48. Forty-Four
  49. Forty-Five
  50. Forty-Six
  51. Forty-Seven
  52. Forty-Eight
  53. Epilogue
  54. The Affair
  55. Hear more from Sheryl
  56. Books by Sheryl Browne
  57. A Letter from Sheryl
  58. The Babysitter
  59. The Second Wife
  60. Acknowledgements

Seeing Karla come down again, carrying her holdall, Jason’s gut clenched. Christ. She wasn’t, was she? Going off on one of her jaunts to God only knew where? Some bloody nightclub. Not with girlfriends, he now knew.

‘Karla, where are you going?’ he asked her, walking into the hall.

‘I told Holly the meal would be all right for tomorrow,’ Karla answered. Unhooking her jacket, she looked back at him, smiling sadly. ‘She’s not speaking to me apparently. Again.’

Jason’s heart ached for her. ‘Don’t go out, Karla,’ he asked her, growing scared now – for her.

‘I have to. I can’t stay here, not tonight. I’ll be back…’ Karla laughed. ‘I was going to say tomorrow, but I suppose you don’t really care one way or the other.’

‘Karla, don’t. Please.’ Jason caught her arm as she reached for the door.

Karla hesitated, and then she turned slowly back to face him. ‘Stop me,’ she said quietly, her eyes glassy with tears. ‘Tell me you love me.’

Thirty-Eight

JASON

With time on his hands now that Mark and Rachel were getting into the swing of running the company, Jason took the opportunity to use the office facilities over the next few days to job hunt. For Karla’s sake, he knew he needed to move on – he would never forget the haunted look in her eyes when she’d asked him to tell her he loved her. Her heart had been breaking. It had cracked his wide open. There was no way he could stay. What was happening between them now was sheer torture.

He couldn’t envisage actually leaving though. Up until now, he’d had no clue where he would go, what he would do with his life. He’d found himself leaning towards working in Ireland after Jessie’s invitation to spend some time with her in County Carlow, and he’d made a few enquiries. Nothing much had grabbed his attention – his heart really hadn’t been in it. On a whim, he’d called an extreme sports company based in Ireland. Mark and he had holidayed there a few times way back when they were both single with a view to taking microlighting lessons in Kildare. He’d been surprised when they’d rated his knowledge in the extreme sports field and told him they were looking for people on the team-building and corporate events side. It seemed like fate, almost. Yeah, and the way his luck had been lately, Jason couldn’t help wondering what the sting in the tail would be.