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HARÍA, TUESDAY 26 MARCH 2019The kettle was on the boil, the toast browning, and the egg mixture was ready to slosh into the frying pan. All the crockery and cutlery ready to take outside. I had full mastery of the Guatiza farmhouse kitchen. And that felt good.
Clarissa was sitting out on the patio enjoying the early morning sunshine. She was staying an extra couple of nights, and I rather enjoyed her presence. Besides, it seemed the right thing to do. After joining her at the Arrecife courthouse after the hearing the day before, it felt natural to invite her back to stay. I couldn’t very well let her travel all the way to Fuerteventura on the bus on tenterhooks when she so dearly wanted to be there to greet Trevor when he walked out of the prison. There was a process to go through, pa
