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here.
    “Speaking of lazy
arseholes, hadn’t you better drink up and get that lovely bum of yours out of
bed? I’ve already chopped logs and fed the animals.”
    “You haven’t?”
    “No, not really,
but I do need to get on. Sorry.” He looked sheepish and I would have hugged
him, except when I made a move he held up a hand in protest. “You let me see
what’s under those bedclothes and I’ll never get any work done.”
    I pulled the sheet
back up to my chin and took a sip of the coffee. “Give me ten and I’ll be up
and dressed, promise.”
    ***
    After I’d watched
Will drive off, I showered and pulled on some jeans, a plain T-shirt and the
type of woolly jumper my Mum would have been proud of. I missed having someone
around to be proud of me. But it had been a long time since Mum had been there
to do it, and no one else had taken over the role. Maybe I hadn’t done much to
be proud of. But everyone had to start somewhere.
    My mobile rang
just as I was shoving a spare jumper into my rucksack and I picked it up instinctively,
knowing it would be Will getting a last check in on me before I left. But it
wasn’t. So much for sixth senses, or my ability to check out the caller ID on
the screen. It was Holly, and I really wouldn’t have answered if I’d known.
    “You okay? You
sound different.”
    I probably sounded
like I was expecting to talk to a man who’d just giving me a good seeing to and
left me anticipating more.
    “I’m fine thanks,
Mum.”
    “I’m not your
mum.” She laughed, a laugh tinged with concern and sensible intentions.
    “Exactly, so stop
talking like one. And yes I’m eating my greens and doing my homework.”
    “Idiot.”
    She hesitated.
Don’t you hate it when people do that? Because you just know the next thing out
of their mouth will be something you don’t want to hear.
    “Where are you
then, Soph?” All light and innocent.
    “Is Dane there?”
    “Er.” Which meant
yes.
    “You mustn’t tell
him.”
    “Fine, sure, we’re
both great.”
    Holly was rubbish
at lying, at covering up and I could just imagine Dane’s ears perking up, if he
could be bothered. Dane was like a kid, he looked like he wasn’t interested but
he took every damn thing in.
    “I’m in Cornwall.”
    “But—”
    “Don’t you dare
say it, Holl. I’ll explain when he’s not there sometime.” If Dane found out it
would complicate things, I just knew it. And I wanted to do this my way, on my
own. “Look I’ve got to go, we can talk later.”
    “Promise?”
    I softened my grip
on my phone. “Promise.”
    “You’ll give me a
full update?”
    I laughed. “Well,
I don’t know about full. I mean, there are some things a lady doesn’t talk
about.”
    “And since when
were you a lady?”
    I missed her. I
missed all of them. But if they were with me I’d be too busy interfering in
their lives to sort out my own.
    “I’ll tell you if
you tell me.”
    She giggled and I
hung up before the urge to interrogate her took over.
     
     
    The wintry
sunshine tried its best to filter through the canopy of trees and failed. Let’s
face it I could see why this particular cottage was so cheap to rent—it would
be dark and damp even in the summer, but at this time of year there was no
chance. But it didn’t matter. Today I was going to go down to the coast. Let
the sea breeze blow the cobwebs away, watch the clouds chase each other across
the sky.
     
    I sat at the spot
I’d visited so many times before, pulling my knees tight into my chest to try
and hide from the buffeting wind that was sending my hair whipping against my
face. I was too high up to hear the crash of waves, but the sea was angry as it
lashed the rough rocks below relentlessly. I stared at what was left of the
beach down below. The Atlantic waves breaking hard as though trying to
eradicate every last trace of the King Arthur who might have once lived here.
If there had been a Merlin, he’d have needed more than a little bit of magic