Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Praise
- About the Author
- Booklist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- 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
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
“Kim, what are you doing here?” She wasn’t prepared for this. She’d told her friend they were coming, of course, but she hadn’t expected to see her until later, after they’d arrived at the hotel.
Shite... Annie put a hand up to her clothes, instinctively straightening the wrinkled T-shirt she’d worn under her zip-up top on the flight.
She’d fully intended to doll herself up to the nines beforehand and appear at the hotel looking and feeling like a film star, but since they were running so late, and she’d been getting Charlie ready, too, she’d barely had the chance to dress herself.
Kim, by comparison, looked like she’d just stepped off a catwalk, dressed as she was in a floaty silk floral top, blinding white capri trousers, hot pink espadrilles, and a pair of Gucci cat-eye sunglasses perched atop her chic blonde head.
“Surprise!” she cried cheerfully, pulling Annie into a huge hug, as Charlie looked on. “And of course I’d be here. Where else would I be? I took the day off so I’m all yours—I hope,” she added.
Kim released her hold on Annie and then turned to Charlie. “Oh my goodness, you’ve got so big!” Despite having only briefly met her once when he was smaller, he immediately flung two happy arms around her waist. He was such a friendly child.
“I’m so glad that you and your mom could come for the party. Why don’t we get you in the car so we can show you what Italy’s like?”
“Yes!” Charlie exclaimed. “Where is it?”
“Right this way,” Kim instructed as she placed her hand on his back and directed him to where a snazzy convertible was waiting.
Annie tried to dampen down her inner resentment as Charlie’s eyes widened in awe at the open roof.
She closed her eyes and took several cleansing breaths.
Once in the car, Kim’s animated conversation and obvious delight at their reunion continued, but Annie couldn’t work up sufficient enthusiasm to match it.
Mostly, she listened to her chatter away to Charlie while she watched the world go by, a leaden lump in her stomach as she began to relive the same journey she’d taken all those years before, when she’d thought the world was her oyster.
“Are you OK?” Kim asked, noticing Annie’s silence.
She smiled wanly. “I’m grand. Just a bit tired after the flight. How’s Gabriel and Lily?”
“All good. They’re out and about today but should be back at the hotel later. Lily is so excited about having another child to play with in the pool, which hopefully means you and I will have some quiet time to catch up.” She winked conspiratorially. “Aw, it’s such a shame Colette isn’t coming out till Friday, though—it won’t feel real until all three of us are back together.”