The Innocent's Forgotten Wedding by Lynne Graham

Author:Lynne Graham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-01-08T13:07:05+00:00

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The café was also a bakery and Brooke waited patiently until the queue of customers had gone and the older woman behind the counter looked at her for the first time. The woman’s eyes rounded, and she paled, stepping back as though she had had a fright.

‘Milly?’ she exclaimed shakily, her hand flying up to her mouth in a gesture of confusion as she stared at the younger woman. ‘No, no... I can see you’re not Milly, but just for a moment there, the resemblance gave me such a shock!’

Brooke’s brow pleated as she asked the woman if they could have a chat. ‘I’m Brooke Tassini. Milly died in the crash that I was injured in. You seem to think I resemble her... I’ve lost my memory,’ she explained with a wince. ‘I’m still trying to work out who Milly was to me.’

‘Brooke? I’m Marge,’ the middle-aged woman said comfortably as she moved out from behind the counter. ‘When I get a better look at you, the resemblance isn’t as striking as I first thought it was. But Milly had the same long curly hair and the same colour of eyes. Look, come and see the photo of her.’

Brooke crossed the café to scrutinise the small staff group photo on the wall, but it wasn’t a very clear picture and she peered at the smiling image with a frown because she could see the extraordinary similarity of their features and colouring. ‘When she was working here, did she ever mention me? I’m wondering now if she could be some distant relation, a cousin or something?’

‘Milly didn’t ever mention you,’ Marge told her apologetically. ‘She was a quiet girl. To be honest, I don’t think she had much of a life outside work and she only worked here for a couple of months. I got the impression that she had moved around quite a bit, but I was still surprised that morning when she chucked her job in, because she had seemed content here. She said she had to quit because she had a family crisis.’ Marge made a face. ‘She seemed to forget that according to what she had once told me, she didn’t have a family.’

‘Oh...’ Brooke breathed, acknowledging that she was no further on in her need to know who her companion had been and why they had been in the limousine together. The resemblance, though, that was a new fact, something that hadn’t come out before, possibly because Marge wasn’t in the right age group even to know who Brooke Tassini was or what she looked like, she reasoned while thanking the woman for her time.

As she walked to the door to leave, a startling image shot through her brain and for a split second it froze her in her tracks. In the flashback a man was standing over her where she sat in the café and shouting drunkenly at her while Marge flung the door wide to persuade him to leave. Brooke tried to hang onto that snapshot back in time, frantic to see more, know more.

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