so upset.â Nancy sounded close to tears.
âSheâs your mother.â
âExactly!â
âTake her home at lunchtime and go on to the party afterwards. â
âHow can I do that?â Nancy let out a wail. âSheâs all excited about staying with us until tomorrow night!â
âOK, so all three of you have to go to the party.â Carmen was fast running out of options.
âI know, I know we will. But I keep having this horrible thought,â said Nancy. âWhat if Jonathanâs girlfriend is there? That could be the reason heâs so determined to go.â
âWellââ
âHang on, I can hear a car!â There was the sound of a curtain being swished back, then Nancy hissed, âItâs Jonathan, heâs home. I have to go.â
âOK, good luck . . .â but the line had already gone dead. âSheâs all on her own,â Carmen said defensively, because her eyes were starting to glisten and Rennie was about to make fun of her for being such a girl.
âSheâs not on her own, sheâs got her mother and her husband there with her. I bet she wishes she was on her own.â
âYouâre all heart,â said Carmen.
âIâm not so bad.â Grinning across at her, Rennie said, âIâve got hidden depths.â
As he took out his mobile, Carmen eyed it suspiciously. âWho are you ringing now?â
âCalling a cab.â
âWhere are you going?â Her stomach contracted; sheâd been perfectly all right on her own. But now that Rennie was here, she didnât want him to leave.
âThe Savoy.â
âYou can stay here if you want.â Carmen prayed she didnât sound as needy as she thought she sounded.
âI know.â Rennie winked to show heâd been teasing her. âI am staying here. But Iâm already booked into the Savoy. I need to get over there and pick up my stuff.â
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âHere, cup of tea. Happy Boxing Day.â
Hmm? From the depths of sleep, Carmen heard the clink of china and smelled toothpaste and soap. Her eyes snapping open in disbelief, she saw that Rennie had brought her a cup of tea. Not only that, but it was still pitch black outside. He was even wearing aftershave.
âOh my God,â squeaked Carmen, catching sight of the alarm clock. âItâs four oâclock in the morning!â
âI know, blame it on the jet lag. Now drink your tea,â Rennie said bossily, âand chuck a few things into a case. Carâs going to be here in half an hour.â
Was he hallucinating? Sleepwalking? Unbelievably drunk?
âWhatâs going on?â Carmen eyed him with suspicion.
âI didnât bring you a Christmas present. So this is it. Weâre going on a little trip.â
The trouble with Rennie was he had absolutely no concept of the words little trip. Last night heâd been talking about Australia and sheâd mentioned that it was somewhere sheâd always wanted to visit.
Cautiously, Carmen said, âHow are we getting there?â
âPlane. Donât worry, Iâve already booked the tickets.â
Oh God, it was Australia!
âI donât know where my passport is.â She rubbed her eyes.
âCome on, whereâs your sense of adventure?â
âGone walkabout.â Then Carmen saw that he was laughing at her.
âYou donât trust me at all, do you? I wasnât actually planning to whisk you off to the Australian outback.â
âWhere then?â
âThought we might try the Edinburgh outback instead. See what Boxing Day parties are like up there.â Rennie ruffled her hair. âGive your friend Nancy a bit of moral support.â
Chapter 5
Nancy nearly fainted when she answered the front door at ten thirty on Boxing Day morning and found Rennie Todd standing on the doorstep.
âRennie? Good grief, what are you doing here?â
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