CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
It took several days before sensation fully returned to Audrey’s hands and feet. She felt as though she’d slept for more hours than there were in each day, but she understood from her consultant physician that her body had had to shut down conscious brain activity to martial all its resources to repair damage to nerves caused by hypothermia.
When awake, her thoughts invariably returned to Malcolm.
‘We’re just keeping an eye on him,’ Audrey was told. ‘He’s had a nasty shock to the system, and we want to monitor him closely for at least a couple of weeks.’
‘It may seem odd,’ Audrey later explained to Tina, ‘but I don’t want Malcolm to see me looking like this, like an old lady.’
‘Tony says he’s completely smitten and worships the ground you walk on. And he’s not loo
