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“JAKE CAN STAY with us in Rushcutters Bay,” Lana said. “There’s no need for him to stay in a hotel.”
“His company is covering it.” Holding a straw basket over her arm, Elena strolled beside her grandmother at the Bondi Beach outdoor market.
The sky was brilliant today, and the market was teeming with people who’d spent yesterday cleaning up after the storm. When she’d returned home with Jake, her mother and father had insisted that he stay for a family dinner. Grams and Gramps had joined them, and Jake had spent a long time talking to Aaron and her dad.
“That’s not the point,” Lana said, selecting tomatoes from a vendor’s display. “We’d enjoy having him around. He and Aaron have really hit it off.”
“Nice of Gramps to take him fishing today.” Elena ignored her question by tasting st
