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The last thing she’d asked was for hiive her Jason’s contact details and, to her surprise, he had done this without hesitation He’d explained that the vineyard was extre a break from all electronic forms of communication, but that she could write to him there

And Lexi had She’d written several ti letters, which she’d tried to make cheerful—which hadn’t been easy, except for the bits when she told hi his life around That bit had burst straight from her heart

The only things she received in return were a couple of postcards—battered old things which looked as if they had been taken when photography was still in its infancy The

It’s GREAT!

And,

Best time of my LIFE!

Lexi found that she was longing to see hi that hercontact with him because her heart felt so empty

One gloo, she had just poured herself a cup of tea when she heard the sound of footsteps on gravel, only this ti attention and they were very definitely not the distinctive tread of her estranged husband

She pulled open the door and for a nise thea jacket which ay too thin for the inclement weather His hair was bleached blonde, his skin deeply tanned—and he was fit and muscular He looked like soue physical traces of that person still existed

‘Jason?’ Lexi blinked ‘Jason, is that really you?’

‘Better get yourself a new pair of glasses, sis Of course it’s athered her in a fierce hug

‘You’d better come in’

‘Just you try stoppingawfully thin’