As a man holds his wife's frail hand, he recounts a journey like no other...
Daniel and Olivia are destined to be together. At least, Daniel thinks this the night he sees Olivia across a sea of people. As he backpacks through Australia, Daniel and Liv continue to cross paths, yet never speak. Until one night, Liv joins Daniel for a drink. And that night everything changes.
Back in London, stuck in a monotonous routine, Daniel finds himself daydreaming of the woman with green eyes and fiery hair. Armed with only a name he vows to find her, yet with every passing moment, Daniel's hopes begin to disappear. What if it wasn't meant to be?
But then fate steps in, and Daniel and Olivia’s story can truly begin...
This is a tale of serendipity, missed chances and the power of love.
Nancy stopped plumping up the pillows behind her daughter’s head and froze.
‘I’ll go refill that water jug,’ she said, fussing and distracting herself from the water welling up in her eyes.
Olivia and Daniel watched Nancy walk into the corridor with the half-empty Britax jug, her gaze firmly on the nurses’ station ahead of her, the cooler next to it with its blue button offering the cold water Olivia preferred. Nancy liked to keep busy.
Daniel frowned, his dark brows lowering over soft, khaki-coloured eyes.
‘You do! I’m going to get us more time.’
‘With what, spinach and apple juice?!’ Olivia had a mutinous look, but she tried to go easy on Daniel. ‘Really Dan—’
‘But I read a case study of one woman in Albuquerque or somewhere, she had it worse than you and they trialled this drug on her, plus changing her—’
‘Daniel!’ Olivia shot. Silencing him as she always could.
Nancy walked back in with the water jug as Fraser finished tending to Dionne, who was far from a diva in her silent curtained chamber. The caustic colour of his pale eyes brightened a little.
‘Ah! Lady Spencer!’ Fraser smiled.
‘Good evening Fraser,’ Nancy replied.
Fraser nodded to Olivia. ‘I’ll be back in a wee while with your Keppra meds, just heading to the men’s ward, see what those ne’er do wells are up to…’
Nancy looked flustered.
‘I’ll leave you lovebirds to it then,’ Nancy said, a flush in her cheeks. As she said it, she didn’t recall the first time she uttered those words to Olivia and Daniel, at the threshold of a light and bright apartment in a bourgeois district of Milan. Daniel remembered though. He could never forget the feelings of awkwardness and hope – even if he hadn’t just seen them in Fraser. ‘I’d better get back to Maria and the girls, make sure they’re ready for “Back To School”,’ she said, making her fingers into inverted commas, as if it were a new holiday she didn’t approve of. ‘Honestly, the fuss in town today and having to have “new this” and “new that”,’ Nancy wittered, still keeping busy. She re-tied her silk neckerchief and smoothed down her tailored trousers, before kissing Olivia’s cheek and squeezing Daniel’s shoulder.
‘Say hi to Mamma for me,’ Olivia said. Olivia Messina was a curious case of having had two mothers from the day she was born.
‘Of course,’ Nancy replied. ‘She’ll come see you in the morning.’
Olivia smiled.
‘Love you,’ Nancy said, towards the air between them both.
‘See you back at home,’ Daniel answered.
Zoë Folbigg is author of Amazon number-one bestseller The Note, based on the true story of how she met her husband on her daily commute. Her second novel, The Distance, was released in 2018 and The Postcard – the sequel to The Note – was released summer 2019. Formerly a magazine journalist and digital editor, Zoë started at Cosmopolitan in 2001, was chief sub editor of its teen sister CosmoGIRL! and has since freelanced for titles including Fabulous, Glamour, Cosmo, Good Housekeeping, i newspaper, Healthy, Top Santé, Mother & Baby, ELLE, Sunday Times Style, ASOS and Style.com. Zoë wrote a weekly column in Fabulous magazine documenting her year-long round-the-world trip with ‘Train Man’ – and now lives with him and their two sons in Hertfordshire.
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