Chapter 14
Kim trailed her fingers along the freshly painted verandah rail. Taj had done a good job. Journey’s End was starting to look cared for again. He certainly was a hard worker, having arrived before she was up. She could hear him hammering away, putting a new roof on the hay shed.
It was as beautiful a morning as she’d ever seen. Diamond-bright. Fragrant with satinwood and peppermint. Above her, the firewheel tree’s crimson flowers sparkled with dewdrops, and a flock of lorikeets burst from its branches in a rainbow of colour. The mountains beyond, framed by the blue span of sky, seemed to hang within reach. Heaven and earth had conspired to create a masterpiece – and yet she found no comfort in all this loveliness.
Just a week into January and she and Jake were already at each
