All Because of You (Lakeview #2) Read Online Free PDF

as a child she might have grown that little bit more, but of course there was nothing she could have done about that either. No, for Emma life so far had turned out to be a series of disappointments.  
    And now this pregnancy was yet another in a long line of problems she had to surmount, although at least her mother, despite her initial annoyance, had agreed to give her as much help as she could. 
    As had Tara, although clearly she would have preferred Emma to seek help from the father. But, of course, that was Tara – trying to find solutions all the time. Emma sniffed. Didn’t she know that sometimes there were just no solutions to be found? That l ife didn’t always turn out rosy like it seemed to for her? 
    A stray tear escaped from one eye and traced a line down Emma’s cheek. Nothing ever seemed to go right for her – ever. Whereas everyone else seemed to sail through life without a care in the world. And she often wondered why that was. What had she done to deserve this – why should she be the one alone and pregnant while he could go back to his happy little life and all the rest of it, without giving her a second thought? 
    Emma wiped her eyes and lifted up her chin. 
    Maybe she shouldn’t make things so easy for him after all. Maybe Tara was right; maybe he did deserve to know. Deserved to know that he couldn’t let her think they had a future and then just discard her like a piece of filth, leaving her to pick up the pieces of the mess he’d made.
    No, Emma thought determinedly, he should not be allowed get away with it.
    Now all she had to do was find some way of making sure he didn’t.

     

                                            Chapter 3
     
     
    On Saturday afternoon, Liz McGrath had just put her eighteen-month-old son down for a short nap, when she heard the familiar cacophony of agitated barks and yelps outside signalling the arrival of her latest houseguest.
    She ran her fingers through her cropped dark hair and briefly wiped the front of her top, hoping that her Toby’s latest exploits with his Petit Filous might not be so noticeable. Dried strawberry fromage frais on a blue cotton T-shirt was not a good look, and while she’d normally never greet a customer looking like this, today her son had been acting up so much she’d had no time to change. Still, this particular guest wouldn’t care less, she thought, smiling. In fact, there was a really good chance that he’d be thrilled to see her covered in goo – tasty, slimy goo that he would only be too delighted to lick off. Bruno was like that.
    “Hello there!” Liz waved a greeting at the woman coming through her front gateway, and her heart lifted at the sight of one of her favourite customers, who at that very moment was straining on his leash excitedly, e ager to get to her. “Hey Bruno,” Liz bent down, and tickled the dog behind the ears. The German Shepherd responded by licking her chin enthusiastically.
    “Will you stop that?” Bruno’s owner, a stern woman of about fifty, quickly jerked him back on his leash. Liz had been looking after Bruno since he was a three-month-old puppy, yet she’d never quite been able to take to Jill Walsh (unlike her skittish , adorable pet who in fairness was extremely well-cared for). 
    Still, in the boarding kennels business, it didn’t matter what you thought of the owners – the most important thing was what they in turn thought of you. And with  previous ‘guests’ returning on a regular basis since she’d first opened six months back, Liz was very well liked amongst the cat and dog owners in the region. In fact, most of her customers were not from Lakeview village itself, but from the bigger town of Greystones a few miles further down the road.
    “Oh he’s OK, Mrs Walsh aren’t you, Bruno?” Liz stood up, and wiped her hands on her jeans, before taking the leash from Mrs Walsh as was their routine. Some dog owners liked to see