Tangled Hearts. Carole Mortimer

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      ‘It isn’t just the way you’re dressed.’ Jason still frowned. ‘You don’t look old enough to be a teacher.’

      She gave him a teasing look. ‘I’ve never yet been mistaken for one of my pupils!’ She pushed open the cottage door, stacking all her equipment in a tiny room off the hallway. ‘Have you eaten or can I get you something now?’ She looked at her nephew expectantly.

      ‘I’ve eaten,’ he shruggingly refused, looking around him interestedly. ‘Thank you,’ he added awkwardly as she continued to look at him. ‘Maybe you are a teacher after all,’ he said ruefully.

      ‘Maybe I am,’ she nodded, eyes twinkling deeply blue. ‘How about a drink?’

      ‘Coke?’

      ‘If that’s what you’d like.’ She led the way to the kitchen at the side of the cottage, the outside wall of the room dominated by a large window so that the beach and sea were still visible. ‘Sit down.’ She indicated the bar-stools that were tucked tidily under the breakfast bar in front of the window. ‘Have you come far?’ she asked conversationally as she opened the refrigerator door.

      He smiled, suddenly looking boyish instead of the man he had been trying to appear since his arrival. ‘You’re persistent, aren’t you?’ He took the can of Coke, ignoring the glass, sipping thirstily from the can.

      ‘And you’re evasive,’ Sarah frowned.

      ‘Do you think my grandfather will be much longer?’ he asked curiously.

      If he had been one of her pupils evading an answer in this way she would have known how to handle him, but he was the nephew she hadn’t seen for ten years, and she was so pleased to have him here that she didn’t want him to leave again because she had probed too deeply too fast. No doubt he would tell them what he wanted to, in time. But one thing she was already sure of: his father didn’t know where he was, and knowing Garrett Kingham as she did she knew he was sure to be furious when he found out Jason had come to them.

      ‘I’m sure he’ll be home any minute now,’ she assured Jason, surprised that her father wasn’t already back. ‘Now—–’ She broke off as the front door slammed shut. ‘That will be him now.’ She smiled encouragingly at Jason as he suddenly looked nervous.

      ‘I thought you would still be down on the beach, Sarah,’ her father greeted her smilingly. He was short like her, his black hair liberally sprinkled with grey, his eyes a warm, twinkling blue. ‘I walked down to join you when I got back from—–’ He came to a halt in the doorway as he saw she wasn’t alone, his eyes widening with anticipation as he got a good look at their visitor. ‘Jason?’ he said half eagerly, half disbelievingly.

      Jason had stood up slowly at his grandfather’s entrance, and now he wiped his hands nervously down the sides of his denims. ‘Grandad,’ he nodded abruptly, swallowing hard.

      Sarah felt an emotional lump catch in her throat at the way her father’s face lit up at the sight of his only grandchild. He had talked a lot about Jason, since he had had more time to sit and brood over the past after his retirement a year ago, and she knew how much he had missed seeing his grandchild grow up, doing all the things with him a grandfather liked to do. If only she had had children, maybe he wouldn’t have felt Jason’s loss so deeply—no, she wouldn’t dwell on what hadn’t been, like her father; she would enjoy the fact that they had Jason with them now.

      ‘Don’t grandads get a hug in America?’ her father teased Jason, who was waiting expectantly.

      The boy moved awkwardly into his grandfather’s arms, taller than the older man by several inches, even at only fifteen. He was going to be as tall as his father one day—–Sarah’s delight faded a little as she acknowledged she was going to have to let Garrett Kingham know where his son was. And as soon as she did that, he would come and take Jason away from them again.

      ‘—–and so I thought you must have changed your mind,’ she heard her father say fondly.

      Sarah eyed the two suspiciously as they stood apart now. ‘Changed his mind about what?’ she frowned.

      ‘Er—how about a cup of tea, Sarah, love?’ her father evaded.

      ‘Dad!’ She looked at him sternly, sure now that the two of them had been up to something she knew nothing about.

      ‘Let’s not argue in front of Jason when he’s come to see us after all these years—–’

      ‘Dad, you—–’

      ‘It’s like this, Aunt Sarah,’ Jason cut in, in a self-possessed voice that sounded too old for his almost sixteen years. ‘I telephoned Grandad yesterday and asked him if I could come visit the two of you.’

      Now that Sarah gave it some thought she supposed she had noticed an air of excitement about her father since she got in from shopping yesterday afternoon, but she had imagined that to be because Mrs Potter from the village had called in to spend a few hours with him while she was out. Her father and Glynis Potter had been seeing a lot of each other over the last few months, and because she knew her father felt embarrassed about having a ‘girl-friend’ at his age she hadn’t ever mentioned that she knew about the two of them. Now it seemed her father had been keeping something much more serious than his friendship with Glynis from her!

      ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ She sighed her disappointment in him.

      ‘Now don’t upset yourself, Sarah,’ he soothed. ‘I couldn’t be sure Jason would really come here, and I—I didn’t want to disappoint you if he couldn’t make it after all.’

      Her expression softened as she guessed he would have been the one unable to bear the disappointment if they had made preparations and then Jason hadn’t arrived. She could see it in his eyes now as he looked at Jason, knew he hadn’t been able to put it into words that Jason might visit because until he had seen Jason sitting in the kitchen waiting for him to come home, it had all seemed as if it might just be a dream.

      ‘Okay, you two conspirators,’ she teased. ‘What was the plan?’

      ‘You see,’ her father grinned at Jason, ‘didn’t I tell you she’s a good sport!’

      She didn’t feel much like a ‘good sport’, not when she knew Garrett Kingham was going to be furious when he found out they had known since yesterday of Jason’s visit and hadn’t chosen to inform him. Oh, she hadn’t technically known about it, but she knew Garrett Kingham was never going to believe that.

      ‘I’ll make the tea,’ her father offered brightly now that the moment of danger had passed. ‘You two go and sit down in the other room.’

      Their sitting-room also doubled as the room where her father designed and built models of old sailing ships, as her sewing-room, and СКАЧАТЬ