The Shadow of the Moonlight by Lindsay Armstrong

Author:Lindsay Armstrong
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: M&B, 80's, Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9780263113464
Publisher: Mills & Boon Limited
Published: 1987-08-15T04:10:47+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

But Evan was the first person Meredith encountered the next morning.

The rain had gone, she saw from her bedroom window, leaving a cold but clear, sunny day in its wake with everything outside, plant, tree, paddock-fence, in sharp, clean ultra-focus. She could visualise her breath hanging on the air and Nuriootpa stamping the ground as she came out of a warm box and making her displeasure felt as they cantered along, then warming up and galloping for the sheer joy of it.

I can’t stay here, Meredith thought, I feel too well. She grimaced ruefully. So she dressed warmly in ski-pants and an olive-green quilted jacket. Her leg, although a little stiff at first, responded beautifully to cautious usage and she was moved to thank God that her setbacks were only occasional because it could have been so much worse. Violet was right, however long it takes, it’s worth it, she thought.

She also beamed up another thank you when it appeared, as she stole through the quiet house, that she was the first up.

But she had underestimated Evan. He was pouring himself a cup of coffee in the kitchen as she walked in with the same idea in mind.

She stopped dead and he looked up. Like her, he was dressed warmly in jeans and a thick mulberry sweater.

‘I …’ She swallowed and breathed uncertainly.

‘Merry,’ he said, transferring his gaze back to the battered old enamel coffee-pot Mrs Whittington always left on the stove to be brewed up by whoever had an early start.

‘I thought I was the first up,’ she said quietly, and saw him raise an eyebrow.

‘Should you be up at all?’ he queried.

‘I’m all right now. It wasn’t anything serious. Evan,’ she twisted her hands together, then took the plunge, unsure what was prompting her but conscious of the need to make a fresh start, perhaps consistent with this fresh new day, ‘Evan, what you saw the night before last wasn’t what you thought it was.’

He looked at her thoughtfully, then picked up his coffee-mug in both hands. ‘You mean you and Chris,’ he said flatly.

Meredith nodded and got herself a mug down from the dresser.

‘What was it, then?’

The coffee was bubbling cheerfully in the pot and it steamed as she poured it out. She too felt like wrapping her hands around the mug in the early morning chill, but stopped herself for some illogical reason. ‘Nothing really,’ she said a little drily. ‘He was being brotherly.’

Evan smiled and it was as cold as the air outside, she thought with an inward shiver. ‘Well, why don’t you ask him?’ she said cuttingly, then bit her lip.

‘I did,’ Evan drawled. ‘He … er … confirmed my opinion that it simply wasn’t in his nature to be brotherly towards someone like you who wasn’t a blood relation at all.’

Meredith stared at him with parted lips and stunned eyes. ‘He didn’t!’ she exclaimed incredulously. ‘He couldn’t have.’

Evan shrugged. ‘That was the distinct impression I formed, my dear Meredith. So much so

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