Chapter Fourteen
Late on a September afternoon, Olivia heard a knock on the front door of the big old house. It had been months since she’d had a visitor other than Neil. He was no visitor; when he wanted to see her, he walked right in through the kitchen door off the veranda.
“Tony!” The sudden shock of seeing her ex-husband’s face took her breath away. Choking on the flood of memories he brought with him she had to stand back and let her emotions settle. She was over the relationship stuff of their shared past, but not over the wild memories from her seven missing days and the miserable weeks after her return. Just his face brought back the horror. She thought it regrettable to associate him with all that had been terrifying in those troubling weeks—especially since he’d been the one p
