CHAPTER 24
A week later, the village transforms in front of us. Lochalshie’s villagers have focussed their efforts on wishing for sunshine or at least a dry day. Whatever they did, and I suspect it meant a deal with the Devil, it has worked and the day of the Highland Games dawns bright and sunny.
We are up almost before the sun rises as there is so much to do. Katya comes with me to meet Dexter, desperate to clap eyes on the man she’s done so much writing for. Or rather, wrote the first article, changed it, rewrote it, revised it once more and then returned to her original version, which he finally declared himself happy with. “I want to meet this i***t,” she mutters darkly, “so I can see what a fool looks like. And persuade you not to give his offer any headroom. I’m here to save you f
