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The mental anguish of leaving her was far worse than the physical pain in his leg as Rudi thrashed through the brambles and undergrowth. He’d watched her drive off, had been sheltering behind a rocky outcrop, hadn’t wanted to get too close in case she’d picked him out in her headlights and stopped to say

It was hard to believe that over two months had gone by since she’d been to Cornwall. Since the seismic shift in the universe that had turned her from a girl into a woman. Maddie had weaned herself off staring at his photograph every day now, like a dewy-eyed teenager. She was rationing herself to

In the morning, things had changed. Maddie could feel it in the air around her: it was heavy and depressive, and she felt it press down on her; the lightness held yesterday, gone. The rainbow that had wrapped its arms around her had fled as well. It wasn’t her imagination. She had called him a

Maddie hummed all the way into Helston. It was that kind of day, with a cheerful blue sky, peppered with the odd patchwork cloud. A day that winked at her; picked up on her mood of wonder. Can there really be such unbounded happiness, and in the middle of the misery of war? Guilt pricked

Maddie wasn’t surprised when she woke up next morning and the place beside her on the blanket was empty. Of course, he’d have left early, at first light. Still, she was disappointed that he hadn’t said goodbye, especially after that kiss. It had seemed real. As if he felt something special for her. She could

It was dark now. Not pitch-black, for a small sliver of moonlight painted the sky and added a touch of romance to the scene around them. Between that and the far-off sound of surf as it pounded the shoreline of the cove, it was a night of mystical possibilities. At least for Maddie, who remembered

Maddie drove back slowly and carefully along the way she had come, feeling every bump in the rutted track reverberating through her. The Humber’s suspension was usually adequate, but right then, it felt as if Harriet was getting her own back for the way she’d been treated. Maddie’s pig-headed determination took her back to the

Maddie didn’t speak, just wrenched the small, wet boy from the man’s rigid grip and stumbled back up the track, Harry huddled in her arms. There was no sound of feet behind, and she wondered where the German was. But when she looked around, she saw him still standing there, on the dunes. He’d picked

9 17 FEBRUARY 1941 GUNWALLOE He’d heard the fearful scream just as he was about to set off along the small track back towards some sort of village that he could see in the distance. It was either make his way there, or head towards the sea. And Rudi Fischer knew instinctively that the sea