Chapter 6
Kim glanced in the mirror as she towel-dried her hair. Every year it turned a darker shade of blonde. When Connor died she’d traded long locks for a no-fuss bob. She hadn’t expected it to suit her, didn’t really care either way, but now she quite liked it. Daisy said it showed off her cheekbones.
She dressed in jeans and polo shirt – her uniform for working at Campbelltown TAFE. The last week of November, and the term was almost at an end. Exams over, assignments in, and just a few students to see today. Thank heavens for that.
Since returning from Tingo, she couldn’t settle back into her old life. She tried to forget about the little house in the mountains, but the harder she tried, the more firmly fixed it became in her memory. At night, scattered images crowded her mind: ka
