Chapter 36
Sarah waltzed a frowning Mrs Murphy once around the kitchen, then ran to her room and threw open the suitcase on the bed. It was hard to know what was more exciting – the thylacine news or the upcoming night with Matt. She’d wanted them both, so very much, for so very long, and at times it had seemed that she might have neither. She shouldn’t have doubted him.
Sarah showered, then laid out clothes on the bed. She tried on the new lingerie and inspected herself in the mirror. It was hard to buy decent labels in Hobart. The purple set was pretty, but Matt was a no-fuss kind of man. Better stick with basic black. The frantic pace she’d set at the lab had left her little time for anything else, not even for eating. It showed in her skinny ribs and jutting collarbone, and she looke
