Back The Model Wife
Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Tricia Stringer
  5. Title Page
  6. Dedication
  7. One
  8. Two
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. Eight
  15. Nine
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Twelve
  19. Thirteen
  20. Fourteen
  21. Fifteen
  22. Sixteen
  23. Seventeen
  24. Eighteen
  25. Nineteen
  26. Twenty
  27. Twenty-One
  28. Twenty-Two
  29. Twenty-Three
  30. Twenty-Four
  31. Twenty-Five
  32. Twenty-Six
  33. Twenty-Seven
  34. Twenty-Eight
  35. Twenty-Nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-One
  38. Thirty-Two
  39. Thirty-Three
  40. Thirty-Four
  41. Thirty-Five
  42. Thirty-Six
  43. Thirty-Seven
  44. Thirty-Eight
  45. Author’s Note
  46. Acknowledgements
  47. Excerpt
  48. One

Laura ventured one instead. “I don’t understand why you’re even friends with her.” She took a bite of the apple she’d whipped from the fruit basket before her mum had taken it away. “It’s not as if you’ve got anything in common.”

“We have lots in common.”

“Like what?”

“Books, movies—”

“How often do you go to the movies?”

“We do the odd trip to Port Lincoln together, see a movie, go shopping. Well, we used to…” Kate faltered. “I don’t know if we will much in the future.”

“Why not?” Bree asked.

Kate’s pale cheeks went pink. She looked down at her boots. “Bit of a difference of opinion.”

“Over what?”

“Nothing much.” Kate looked up again. “Anyway we don’t have to leave the house to see movies. We do have Netflix. Unlike some other rural dwellers I know.” Kate gave her parents a pointed look and Laura, happy to have an ally, joined her in the stare. The Kings’ television was old and suggestions they should buy a new model and subscribe to any form of paid entertainment always went unheeded. They’d only installed a wireless network in the last few years. Natalie either didn’t hear Kate’s dig or ignored it. She had her head in the back of the four-wheel drive packing things away and the two blokes had wandered back to their bikes and were having a smoke.

“We rural dwellers have enough to do without it.” Milt took the bait.

“You’re always complaining there’s nothing to watch,” Kate said in the teasy voice she used when she was trying to cajole her dad.

“Then I do something else.”

“But sometimes I don’t want to do something else,” Laura said. “Sometimes it’s good to veg in front of a movie.”

“Or binge on a series,” Kate said.

Milt shook his head and tossed the dregs of his tea to the ground. “Now you’re talking another language.”

“Maybe you could buy a new TV while I’m home, get Netflix. I could set it up for you.” Laura had only just thought of it and she was enthused by the idea. She’d had a Netflix subscription but she’d cancelled when she quit her job. She only had so much money and she had no idea how long it would be before she found something else. Thank goodness she had her parents to rely on till then. “You need a smart TV these days, Dad.”

“I don’t want any electronic equipment telling me what to do.” Milt put his hands to his hips and stretched backward. “Anyway, luckily for my bank balance the shops are shut now.”

“There’s online shopping these days, you know, Dad. Anytime, anywhere.”

“I prefer to support our local shops.”