The Path to the Sea by Liz Fenwick

Author:Liz Fenwick [Fenwick, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2019-05-15T23:00:00+00:00

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Diana

4 August 2018, 1.10 p.m.

Diana had whizzed through the shopping on Lottie’s list and was in the library sitting at an empty computer in less than a half hour. It didn’t take long to research her father’s death. She’d gone over the main facts many times before. The local news had been full of it, but the key fact she needed now, the name of the local policeman first on the scene – Pat Treneer – took a bit more digging. A few more searches confirmed he was still alive and living here in St Austell.

Leaning back in the chair, she listened to the librarian chat to a woman about the wonderful weather and hadn’t the rain a few days ago been a blessing. Diana couldn’t remember the last time she’d spoken about the weather unless it was in regard to safety. It only interested her if it caused a famine or flood. By trying to raise awareness of people’s plight, she had shut off her own needs. Sitting in St Austell public library was not the time to have an existential crisis. Her work had given her life meaning. Nothing else mattered in the end. And yet her mother, nearing her death, had asked for forgiveness.

Diana wrote down Pat Treneer’s phone number and cleared her searches from the computer. She was certain that with just a bit more information she would piece together this puzzle and finally resolve the question in her mind regarding her father’s death. Logically, she knew that it was history and it didn’t matter if he had fallen from the cliff or jumped. But part of her was still a child and that child wanted to know her father hadn’t willingly left her. It shouldn’t matter but it did.

Leaving the library, she dialled Pat’s number.

‘Hello.’ A man answered.

‘Is that Pat Treneer?’ She unlocked her car.

‘It is, who’s asking?’

‘I’m Diana Trewin.’ The sun beat down on her. She found it hard that the weather was so beautiful while inside her thoughts darkened.

‘Of Boskenna?’

She leaned against the car and laughed silently. Not Diana Trewin from the television. ‘Yes.’

‘How can I help you?’

‘I was wondering if you could talk to me about my father’s death.’

‘Ah.’

‘Mr Treneer?’ she asked, opening the car door and placing her bag on the seat.

‘Yes, I remember it well.’

She straightened. ‘How well?’

‘What do you want to know?’

Looking at the box of photos on the passenger seat, she had put them in chronological order. If nothing else, they would give her a visual map to help her to find her way forward. ‘I can’t remember much about it.’ She slid into the car.

‘You were young and very broken up about it.’ He took a deep breath. ‘Are you in St Austell?’

‘Yes.’

‘Come round now, if you like.’

She put the key in the ignition. ‘I’ll be there in ten minutes.’

‘You know where I am?’ he said.

She clicked on her seatbelt. ‘Yes.’

‘Bleddy internet, I bet.’

She laughed.

‘Would have made my job a lot easier back in the day. See you soon.

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