Danny brought Maeve the news on the 25th January. Mark Harris was back.
The anniversary wasn’t lost on her. They’d come so far in that year, and now they were going to be dragged back into the worry and confusion that this man had brought with him last summer.
‘Josephine told me.’
‘So, does Kate know?’
‘Aye. Josephine said he made straight for her,’ he hesitated, ‘last week.’
‘Last week! You mean he’s been here for a week, and she hasn"t told me?’ Maeve began rubbing her hand across her brow, until Danny took it away and held it.
‘Oh, Danny, I don’t like the sound of this at all.’
‘Neither will William, I think.’
‘Oh dear…William…and it was going so well.’ Her voice shook, ‘I had such…hopes…’
William Johnston had taken to visiting the O’Donnells in Gallowgate. Initially with a thi
