Return to Roseglen by Helene Young

Author:Helene Young
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780143787754
Publisher: Penguin Random House Australia

Ivy could hear every word. She might not like her hearing aids, but they did have occasional uses. And the girls had clearly forgotten the way the verandah funnelled voices around from the front of the house and through the side door to her room.

There was no point in Lissie or Georgina going after Mitch. He’d done nothing but help her out last year when she’d had her epiphany. The deal was done before she’d asked him to drive her to Cairns to finalise it. Little Dottie should be remembered and the house in Cairns was a fitting tribute to a woman who’d deserved to live.

And why was it anyone’s business but hers anyway? Felicity was right. She was the one who’d kept everything in line, found the money to pay the bills, kept the banks at bay and when Charlie went she’d decided she’d use her money to make amends.

If Ivy had known then that Ken might try to take Roseglen from her, she may have made different choices, but it was too late. She couldn’t ask for the money back. In a few months everyone would know what she’d done. She knew what the girls would say. Same thing the Denzells would say. That tidy sum would have gone a long way to keeping the properties afloat, to reducing the mortgage.

But she’d been frugal since the drought bit so hard, done without so many of the things that gave her joy. She’d even had to cut back on her charities. That left a bitter taste in her mouth. As a Christian, she had a responsibility to look after the less fortunate. Keeping Arran Downs afloat was a form of penance, she supposed. But no longer. Ken didn’t deserve the love that had been showered on him.

She could hear laughter. Felicity was trying to make light of her divorce. The silly girl still hadn’t worked out that it was the best thing to happen to her in thirty years. Unlike Georgina’s divorce.

Ivy would be glad of Dan’s company. How long could the truce between her and Georgina last? Before long Georgina would want to rearrange the furniture, tell her what to eat, and probably tell her how to run the property as well. Ivy stopped herself. She was grateful her daughter was here. She had to keep telling herself that.

Would Felicity have had the spine to do what she did in that meeting today without Georgina beside her? Ivy doubted it. Which reminded her . . .

She slipped out of bed. It was only a couple of steps to the wardrobe. She wouldn’t need her walker. Without slippers, the carpet felt coarse beneath her feet. It used to feel soft, but that was when she spent her days in Blundstone boots and thick socks or high heels and stockings, depending on whether she was a grazier or a grazier’s wife.

She managed to open the blanket drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe. Her wooden writing compendium was too heavy to lift out so she opened the lid.

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