The Gang picks up my mood, milling around. Archie bounces about, yapping excitedly until Meg snaps at him and he sheers off. Then as the four play at rough-and-tumble under the table, Scruffy joins them and I snap. “Quiet! All of you!”

The dogs subside and assemble under the desk, panting. Ryan stares at me. “Kirstie?”

I shouldn’t have done that.

They’re only enjoying themselves…

Too much wine...

That’s what I tell myself anyway. “I’ll be back in a while. I’m taking the dogs out.”

He starts to rise from the chair. “I’ll keep you company.”

I shake my head. “No, it’s alright.” He stares after me as I exit the study.

Wrapping a thick scarf around my neck and tugging mittens onto hands, I call the dogs and once more they bounce jubilantly after me as I head outdoors.

I gasp at the frigid wall of air as I open the door. The Gang don’t seem to notice, tumbling out into the snow as I carefully pull the door closed behind me.

The icy air and brilliant sunshine are an instant antidote to my ill mood. Around me lies a vast sparkling snowscape, covering grass and shrub and tree, rolling down the mountain to where even the lake lies as a single glistening sheet.

What do I have to be miserable about?

Really?

I pace up and down in the snow, watching the dogs playing, racing around in silly circles, barking joyously.

What’s wrong with me?

Just nerves?

Self-analysis isn’t easy. Sometimes one must face unpleasant truths.

Is it just nerves?

Just anxiety about the biggest purchase I’m ever likely to make?

Or is it more?

Ryan…

I was single for years. Happily so.

And then Ryan appeared in my life.

I love you.

to be bound

excavates a hole, spraying snow backwards and covering Meg and Archie. They’re so

catch that

prickles at the back of my

I’m being watched…

Don’t be ridiculous…

Cautiously, I scan around.

said Baxter is

Is he watching us?

the freakingly fucking obvious strikes

why Klempner’s still

of my

me, is Charlotte’s father. His face impassive, Klempner stands at the back of

feel a complete idiot. “Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to

disturbing me. I just wanted some

bit…” I wave my hands uselessly, not knowing how

My what?

I don’t know.

me for a moment then, “Is

out of sorts.” His brows rise, as though waiting for me to keep speaking. For some reason,

pursing his lips. “So

me that perhaps there’s a reason I’m not the only

he out here by

“Are you alright?”

“No, I'm good. It's just that when I accepted the invitation to Christmas, I didn't really know what to expect. I thought all that…” He waves back in towards the house… “… stuff just came out of movies. Holly and trees and mulled wine… I never believed it was real.” He sips at his drink. “The whole Christmas family thing… is wonderful and they're making me

the truth, I find it all

important to Charlotte, certainly. I don't think she's had very many good

stares down into his mug. “No,

silent man, is Lawrence

he seems civilised

he’s someone

who’s not too

“What happened?” I ask.

blinks. “James invited me to stay for Christmas.

whoever they want. But it's not what I meant. I meant, what happened to you? I mean, you’re Lawrence Klempner…” His lips quirk… “… And

ill-manners of my question and the

I’ve started, so I finish… “…like what

voice is mild, tinged with amusement. “What you expected? Yes, in

My cheeks burn…

mention that you're apt to let your mouth run

Oh… Jeez…

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