Chapter 3
It was a long drive to Journey’s End. Longer than she remembered, and the afternoon sun already hung low in the sky. They’d done the last two-hour stretch without a break. Abbey woke up in the back. ‘Are we there yet?’
‘No.’
‘Are we nearly there?’
Kim negotiated a particularly hair-raising hairpin bend and wished she knew how to answer Abbey’s question. The truth was they were lost. She hadn’t been to the farm for ages, and back then Connor had done the driving. The GPS was useless. It kept sending her down no-through roads or suggesting she slam into soaring embankments or drive over cliffs. She hadn’t thought to bring a map, and her phone had lost reception.
‘I need to go to the toilet,’ said Abbey.
Hard to hear her over the engine. It was running rough. ‘You’ll have to w
