Bold and Beautiful . They get really clingy until they’ve won the guy over.”
I sighed looking back at Chayse. “Yeah, well I can live without his shipwreck version of events.” Just as I said that he looked right at me. For some reason only known to the universe, he must have recognised me from the beach yesterday and he raised his hand in a wave. Way to go new girl ... great way to make new friends . I felt everyone turn to look at me. I smiled and waved back and looked away super quickly.
“OMG!” Holly said, “Chayse just waved to you ... and you should see the death stare his girlfriend is giving you.”
Peggy grinned. “You’ve got an admirer already, Lia!”
I shook my head. “No he just recognises me from the beach yesterday; I’m just that girl who was with Adam.”
“It’s good to have an admirer though,” Peggy said, pulling at her long dark plait and with a glance in Harry’s direction, again. “You know the first dance is only two months away.”
Harry groaned. “That means I’ve got to start hiding now ... Paige Stark will be after me.”
Peggy frowned. Harry couldn’t see her.
Chapter 6
JACK
Ophelia couldn’t see me but as soon as she was opposite the beach, I had her in sight as she walked up the path to the front door of what was now her home. She smiled seeing Argo and Agnes lying in the warmth of the sun on either side of the door. She had a nice smile but her face was so pale that she looked positively translucent. Argo and Agnes spotted her and ran down the path to greet her with a raucous round of barking and energy. She seemed really delighted to see them and dropped her backpack to embrace them both.
“Is Uncle Seb home?” I heard her ask the dogs and looked to his office window to the right of the door. Hearing the noise, he appeared in the window and waved.
Ophelia picked up her bag and went to push open the door but it swung in easily. The dogs followed her in. I stayed outside, hearing but not seeing. The house moaned, it could sense me nearby.
“Hi Lia,” I heard Sebastian call from the hallway. “I’ve got a conference call in five minutes so I’ll be out in about half an hour.”
“All good,” she called back and I heard her thump up the stairs two at a time to her level and to her room. She called out: “Can I take Argo and Agnes for a walk up the beach?”
“Absolutely, thanks!” Sebastian called back.
Excellent. I withdrew down the driveway towards the beach waiting for her to appear. I had been waiting for her all day, unable to get her out of my mind since seeing her framed by moonlight in the window last night—she looked beautiful and ghostly.
Within minutes she reappeared wearing fitted grey three-quarter leggings, an oversized black hoodie, her hair tied back and peeking through a black baseball cap. At the front door, she pushed her feet into her white canvas slip-ons, grab the dogs’ leads which were more for show-and-tell in case needed, and closing the door behind her, headed to the beach. The two dogs shook their tails with excitement and flanked her like guard dogs.
I walked in her shadow. I saw her stop as she got to the end of the path and the beach entrance, slip off the shoes, and enjoy the cool sand between her toes. She breathed in deeply; the air was full of salt, so thick you could almost cut it. The dogs obediently stopped and waited for her. They all headed to the firm sand. For big dogs, they moved well; Agnes and Argo chased each other, running to the water’s edge. Ophelia glanced left and right and decided to walk the opposite way to her walk last evening with Adam. The dogs ran ahead.
I walked nearby her. I whispered her name into the wind. She turned sharply left and then right, but could not see me. Her hand reached for the locket around her throat and she touched it, believing the sound she heard was her parents. I could read her thoughts and her energy. She was pleased for the time alone;
I sighed looking back at Chayse. “Yeah, well I can live without his shipwreck version of events.” Just as I said that he looked right at me. For some reason only known to the universe, he must have recognised me from the beach yesterday and he raised his hand in a wave. Way to go new girl ... great way to make new friends . I felt everyone turn to look at me. I smiled and waved back and looked away super quickly.
“OMG!” Holly said, “Chayse just waved to you ... and you should see the death stare his girlfriend is giving you.”
Peggy grinned. “You’ve got an admirer already, Lia!”
I shook my head. “No he just recognises me from the beach yesterday; I’m just that girl who was with Adam.”
“It’s good to have an admirer though,” Peggy said, pulling at her long dark plait and with a glance in Harry’s direction, again. “You know the first dance is only two months away.”
Harry groaned. “That means I’ve got to start hiding now ... Paige Stark will be after me.”
Peggy frowned. Harry couldn’t see her.
Chapter 6
JACK
Ophelia couldn’t see me but as soon as she was opposite the beach, I had her in sight as she walked up the path to the front door of what was now her home. She smiled seeing Argo and Agnes lying in the warmth of the sun on either side of the door. She had a nice smile but her face was so pale that she looked positively translucent. Argo and Agnes spotted her and ran down the path to greet her with a raucous round of barking and energy. She seemed really delighted to see them and dropped her backpack to embrace them both.
“Is Uncle Seb home?” I heard her ask the dogs and looked to his office window to the right of the door. Hearing the noise, he appeared in the window and waved.
Ophelia picked up her bag and went to push open the door but it swung in easily. The dogs followed her in. I stayed outside, hearing but not seeing. The house moaned, it could sense me nearby.
“Hi Lia,” I heard Sebastian call from the hallway. “I’ve got a conference call in five minutes so I’ll be out in about half an hour.”
“All good,” she called back and I heard her thump up the stairs two at a time to her level and to her room. She called out: “Can I take Argo and Agnes for a walk up the beach?”
“Absolutely, thanks!” Sebastian called back.
Excellent. I withdrew down the driveway towards the beach waiting for her to appear. I had been waiting for her all day, unable to get her out of my mind since seeing her framed by moonlight in the window last night—she looked beautiful and ghostly.
Within minutes she reappeared wearing fitted grey three-quarter leggings, an oversized black hoodie, her hair tied back and peeking through a black baseball cap. At the front door, she pushed her feet into her white canvas slip-ons, grab the dogs’ leads which were more for show-and-tell in case needed, and closing the door behind her, headed to the beach. The two dogs shook their tails with excitement and flanked her like guard dogs.
I walked in her shadow. I saw her stop as she got to the end of the path and the beach entrance, slip off the shoes, and enjoy the cool sand between her toes. She breathed in deeply; the air was full of salt, so thick you could almost cut it. The dogs obediently stopped and waited for her. They all headed to the firm sand. For big dogs, they moved well; Agnes and Argo chased each other, running to the water’s edge. Ophelia glanced left and right and decided to walk the opposite way to her walk last evening with Adam. The dogs ran ahead.
I walked nearby her. I whispered her name into the wind. She turned sharply left and then right, but could not see me. Her hand reached for the locket around her throat and she touched it, believing the sound she heard was her parents. I could read her thoughts and her energy. She was pleased for the time alone;
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