Chapter 1
Guernsey 2013
‘You’re going away for how long?’ Lucy’s voice rose an octave as she stared at her parents in disbelief.
Her mother shifted in her chair, not meeting Lucy’s eyes. Her father, however, stared back.
‘I know three months sounds indulgent, but remember your mother and I haven’t had a proper holiday in the three years we’ve been with your grandfather. We had always planned to take a world cruise when I retired, but it hasn’t been an option. Until now, with your…return.’
‘Dad, my return as you put it, was meant to be a chance for me to heal, in the bosom of my family, not to enable you to clear off and leave me babysitting Grandpa.’ Lucy fought hard to breathe, gulping in air like a drowning swimmer. And drowning was what it felt like. Back on the island a mere two weeks, she had hoped to be cossetted by her parents, not abandoned for the call of the high seas. Although experience should have warned her against such expectations. When had they ever truly been there for her? Even when her baby, Amber, had died eighteen months ago, they hadn’t exactly rushed over to console her and Hamish. The memory of that terrible, terrible time rushed to the surface, making her gasp.
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