Maybe it wasn’t an hour later when Lindsey got home, but Clem wasn’t there to ask questions. She was the one determined to ask questions that morning at breakfast. She wanted to know who her parents believed caused the fire and what they were going to do. All their savings went into that place. ‘So, mom, are you going to ask Lindsey when she’s bringing her new boyfriend over for dinner?’ Lindsey dropped her fork. She should have known Clement Goodman would have other ideas. ‘Boyfriend?’ Trey asked, with a mouth full of eggs. ‘Don’t listen to Clem.’ Lindsey mumbled, her cheeks turning bright red. ‘What boyfriend? Is it that boy up the road?’ Trey looked between his children. Lindsey shut her eyes. As well as going to see Leah’s old friends today she and to come up with ways to get her brother back. ‘Well, when are you bringing him over?’ Margaret asked. Clem frowned and Trey gawked at her. ‘You didn’t just say th
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