7
Hiding out in the guesthouse Sunday morning didn’t work as well as Brook had hoped. After spending the entirety of Saturday in the house, and enduring one ‘spontaneous’ visit after another, she’d ignored her father’s orders and slunk off the instant her parents turned their backs.
From breakfast until supper the day before, Toms had shown up, claiming to be in the area so they thought they’d ‘just stop by’. Funny how every single one of them had spent their visit sending surreptitious glances Brook’s way, and smiling any time they found her gazing at them.
By bedtime, she’d about had her fill of the blasted males.
Unfortunately, with the arrival of three visitors, all by ten a.m., Brook suspected Sunday would fare no better.
She’d managed to hide for only twenty minutes, before Cliv
