Chapter 28 Harry’s hands trembled as he put the scones in the oven. He hadn’t meant to react like that. He didn’t like feeling out of control, but Emma had surprised him with that damn newspaper. He could hear faint crying from the conservatory, and was grateful that Eileen and Elsie were still glued to the parlour wireless. So, Emma had discovered her missing scrap books. He’d found them yesterday while searching for an old boating magazine, and all the painful, conflicted feelings about his brother — feelings he’d tried so hard to suppress — had come rushing back. So Tom was badly hurt, burned in a plane crash. Part of Harry was horrified — the boy in him who’d loved his brother, as a best friend, confidant and companion in grief. Part of him saw it as payback — the vengeful, jealous

