By the time their rooms had been sorted out, Fen, Jake and Tory were the last to arrive for dinner. “I was in the bath,” said Helen. A chestnut came in, ridden by a boy with a big nose who jabbed his horse in the mouth over every fence. In the lorry, Jake watched an Algerian schools programme on television, trying to steady his nerves, an
Billy was in despair. ”Then lunch arrived and Jake tucked in in the way that only really thin people do. Looking down, Helen realized she’d been gripping his arm. ”“In Europe, I can.
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