CHAPTER 14
Hobbling into the bathroom the next morning, the muscles in my legs screaming in protest, I vowed never, ever to spend another minute on a damn rowing machine. I recalled a notice I’d once seen in a shop, “I love fitness – it’s the exercise I can’t stand.” My current physical state gave me no reason to disagree.
After a hot shower I felt slightly more human as I made my way into the kitchen for coffee and toast. Taking it through into the lounge I opened the curtains and sat in the chair beside Liliad, looking out at the slice of sea that we were beginning to regard as our own.
Liliad looked at me enquiringly. I finished my breakfast and updated her on my meeting with Mr Farquhar. ‘It was so embarrassing; I genuinely did almost faint, it wasn’t an act but as it turned out it
