“Cicadas rasped. The heat of the sun was merciless. Through the pines he could see the ocean, scintillating like silver lamé made liquid.To his joy, he saw that the shutters of Caroline’s villa were open, signifying her return. He quickened his pace, smiling at the irony of the situation: he who only a while ago had shunned the world, claimed to need no human contact and involvement, was hurrying to meet someone who in such a short time had become so unaccountably close to him.There was an envel...ope blue-tacked to the front door, with a message scrawled across the front of it: Daniel - come in.He stepped inside, calling, “Caroline?”“In here.”He followed the sound of her voice. She was in the lounge, lying on a settee with a blanket drawn up to her chin. Langham stopped in the doorway, shocked at how terrible she looked. Her hair was dishevelled, her face thin and white.“My God, Caroline.”“Come and sit down. Talk to me.”He hurried across to the settee and pulled up a chair.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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