The Reunion Of A Lifetime. Fiona Lowe

of conversation played in her head. ‘London was my ticket out of Australia.’ ‘I never had any intention of returning.’ ‘I’m a trauma surgeon with Australia Aid.’

       ‘I haven’t seen my grandson in two years.’

      Bingo! Charlie didn’t live in Australia. She almost punched the air in relief. If she extrapolated details, it sounded like he only ever spent a few weeks a year in the country so he’d only be in Horseshoe Bay for a few days. She could easily be friends with him for a few days every second year.

      ‘Of course,’ she said, smiling. ‘Friends.’

      The grin of pleasure that sent his dimples spinning almost made her regret it.