Past Secrets by Cathy Kelly

Author:Cathy Kelly [Kelly, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Family Life, Mothers and Daughters, Domestic Fiction, Women, Family Secrets, Ireland, Women - Ireland
ISBN: 1416531599
Google: aaT978BxeTEC
Amazon: B001P5HD54
Barnesnoble: B001P5HD54
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2004-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

Reverse psychology. It makes me want him even

more now.’

Carey still locked gazes with Christie and she

knew she’d have to look away or it would be

obvious to everyone around them, obvious that

Carey Wolensky and Christie Devlin were experiencing

a physical attraction hot enough to send

the whole room up in flames.

‘Wolensky, marvellous show.’ A well-dressed and

well-padded man with a cigar broke the spell by

standing between them.

A rich collector, Christie surmised, exactly the

sort of person to take Wolensky’s attention. Only

the greenest artist didn’t know that the official

language of art was hard currency.

Christie stood back and breathed deeply. She

was married. This was her sister’s boyfriend, her

beloved Ana’s man. There would be, could be, no

electricity between them.

‘Shall I take you round the exhibition?’ asked

Ana.

‘Yes, take me round,’ Christie said.

With James at one side and Ana at the other,

they toured the pictures, Ana explaining what

each canvas was called and James standing back

and raising his eyebrows occasionally. Normally,

Christie would have teased him every time he

did this, whispering that he was a philistine and

the only picture he’d really adored was the one

of the tennis player scratching her knickerless

bum. Which would make James grin and say no,

he liked the poster of the dogs playing poker

best.

This time, James’s lack of comprehension irritated

Christie. Couldn’t he see how amazing these

paintings were, the energy and fire that burned

out at the audience?

By the time Lenkya arrived at the gallery,

Christie and James weren’t talking to each other. ‘Argument?’ asked Lenkya, kissing Christie

twice, European-style.

‘Yes,’ sighed Christie. ‘What’s new?’

Lenkya was with her partner, a sculptor, and

they toured the exhibition quickly.

‘We’re going to dinner,’ Lenkya said, putting an

arm round her friend. ‘You are sad, you should

come with us. You and James will never make up

your differences here in this noisy place.’

‘No,’ said Christie firmly, ‘we’re staying a little

longer.’ Another thing she regretted. For if she

and James had left then, it might never have

happened.

As the crowds milled around, Christie could

feel Wolensky watching her, feel the intensity of

his mind turned towards hers. She did all those

things you did when you were being watched:

stood up straighter, held herself even more gracefully,

smiled more, wanting to look more beautiful

in his eyes even though, as she did it, she knew

it was wrong.

They went to the party on Haddington Road. ‘It’ll be a bit of craic,’ James said. ‘We said we’d

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