Chapter 32The following morning, Angie woke early, having heard her dad snoring away, as loudly as ever, in the next room. Dawn was fast approaching as she looked out of the window. The sky was blue without a cloud in sight; another fine day was coming. Pity this didn't make her feel any better. The appearance of Rachel on the scene had knocked the shine off her plans.
Depressed, she sat in the living room watching breakfast TV, a bowl of cereal on her lap. Her plan to stay with her dad had gone up in smoke. She knew she had no right to spoil his relationship, even though she didn't approve. He'd be disappointed, but at least he had Rachel.
He came downstairs, in jeans and an old T-shirt, obviously planning to spend the day in his shed, where he restored old furniture. He made a fair amo
