Chapter NineThe nursing staff wouldn’t let Lara walk to the bus stop. In fact, the doctor refused to discharge her into the care of the transport service at all, despite her protestations she had cash and would be fine. Lara thought about the little Fiesta in the garage at home. She hadn’t run it as often as Catherine asked, because everything she needed lay within walking distance. “This is your punishment,” she grumbled.
In the end, it was Arama who turned up to fetch her after a row with Kerry the previous night. It resembled a childish spat over a glass of wine. “I’ll get Lara.”
“No, I’ll get her.”
“You can’t just walk out of class; I’ll get her.”
And so it went. After the dreadful hospital visit and the fraught ride home, Arama parked in the garage behind his house. Not wanting to
