"It's a well-written tale that reveals the strengths and frailties of Olivia, who struggles through many uncomfortable situations in her search, which leads her from London to the South of France and other locales, always seemingly a step behind Richie -- the smooth, heartless father of her out-of-wedlock child." Don Sloan, Goodreads
Olivia has much to cope with. An embittered mother who puts her ambitions for her children before their own needs. A predatory professor who ends their affair when she becomes pregnant. Giving birth to twins in a Tangier hospital and believing neither has survived. Grief and loss overwhelm her and she abandons her studies.
Then from her beloved aunt Dorothy, artistic, eccentric and mysteriously wealthy, she learns that one of the babies did survive and has been adopted. When her aunt dies she leaves Olivia a handsome legacy with the condition that it must be used to find and bring up the lost child.
Olivia’s journey takes her from London to the south of France, with startling and painful revelations along the way.
Then from her beloved aunt Dorothy, artistic, eccentric and mysteriously wealthy, she learns that one of the babies did survive and has been adopted. When her aunt dies she leaves Olivia a handsome legacy with the condition that it must be used to find and bring up the lost child.
Olivia’s journey takes her from London to the south of France, with startling and painful revelations along the way.
EXCERPT
‘Miss Bowden, I’m Charles
Minto. Apologies for summoning you at such short notice and for keeping you
waiting.’
I followed him into a large, sparsely
furnished room, sat down and surveyed my surroundings, wondering if their
soothing cream colours eased the stress of divorce, financial worries and
problems with neighbours. Outside, the wind buffeted leafless trees and the sky
showed no inkling of sunshine.
‘I am sorry about your aunt’s death,’ he
said, smoothing back his white forelock. The glare from his specs reminded me
of my former headmaster, but the lawyer’s aura was calmer.
‘I didn’t manage to talk to her. I was in
St Albans when she had her stroke.’ ‘Your father told me. I contacted you to
tell you about Dorothy’s will.’
How much more caring he sounded, using
Dorothy’s name. ‘Her will?’
He nodded, studying me with sudden
intensity as if I were a specimen in a lab. I wanted to parachute myself home,
to work, anywhere.
‘She changed it the day before she had her
stroke. You are the main beneficiary.’
My pulse raced. ‘But... this isn’t... What
about William, what about my mother? Does she know? Will I have to tell her?’
His eyes softened. ‘Your aunt was adamant
you have the money. She has provided well for William but the rest has been
left to you. The figure is about £700,000.’
I imagined Mum’s outrage. £700,000!
‘There’s something else. Dorothy dictated a
letter to you on the day before she died. This was when she changed her will.’
‘A letter?’
He handed me the envelope. ‘Take your time - the contents are... unusual.’
My heart clamoured for escape. I wanted Dorothy, not her money. I didn’t want to read a letter, I didn’t want to discuss finances. All I yearned for, in fact, was my cosy duvet and sleep.
He handed me the envelope. ‘Take your time - the contents are... unusual.’
My heart clamoured for escape. I wanted Dorothy, not her money. I didn’t want to read a letter, I didn’t want to discuss finances. All I yearned for, in fact, was my cosy duvet and sleep.
After peering at my name on the envelope, I
opened it and scanned the letter. Then I reread it, the letters dancing like
pixies. When finally I glanced up, the green and maroon circles on the lawyer’s
tie swirled. Struggling to breathe, I reached into my bag for my inhaler.
Mr Minto waited for a moment, then handed
me a glass of water. ‘Drink this, please. You’re in shock.’
About the author:
Jane Riddell grew up in Glasgow but defected to Edinburgh in her thirties, after living in New Zealand. For years she worked for the NHS as a dietitian and health promoter. In 2006 she impulsively moved to France, and during her three years there writing became a passion. Jane writes realistic contemporary novels and has also written an editing guide. Shortly she will be publishing a novella about a Russian cat who aspires to become a writer but struggles with literary theory.
Jane has an editing business: Choice Words Editing, details of which can be found on her author's website: www.quietfiction.com. She holds a Masters in Creative Writing.
Jane summarises herself as: enthusiastic, well-intentioned, hopeless with technology and having a dysfunctional relationship with time and chocolate. She loves photography, travelling and pet sitting
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