not answering my calls is that she’s on the run. I don’t blame her for not trusting me; she barely knows me. However, she can trust me. I would help her to get away. In fact I’d go with her. I’d give up anything; no everything, to be with her. I know, I’ll send her a text and tell her I know who she really is and that it doesn’t matter.”
* * *
Later that evening, Joanna sat on her bed reading. She had bought herself a couple of magazines from the general store and was trying her best to become absorbed in one of them. Unfortunately, she wasn’t having much luck.
She had cooked some local fish for supper and had enjoyed it as much as she felt she could enjoy anything at the moment. She had seen there was a fish restaurant in Thompson Bay and thought she might give it a try in a couple of days’ time.
It was almost eleven and she was feeling tired, but she kept thinking about Charles, wondering if he had tried to call again. Switching off her phone had done her no good. She still couldn’t stop thinking about him. Perhaps he’d sent her another text message. Should she look? She’d resisted the urge to switch her phone on for three hours, but now she didn’t think she could sleep without taking a peek.
Joanna switched her phone on and there was one message. Trembling, she opened it and seeing it was from Charles, she couldn’t hide her happiness.
She read - Joanna, I now know that’s your real name, but I don’t care what you’ve done. I can’t stop thinking about you.
Joanna sat reading the message over and over. What was she to do?
Nothing. There’s nothing I can do. Charles is a good man. He wouldn’t survive a life on the run. We’d be caught in no time. I’ll have to let him go.
Joanna could feel tears welling up, a sensation that was new to her and she didn’t like it. She hated being soft. It didn’t get you anywhere. She picked up her mobile to send a message back to Charles.
Charles, I enjoyed our time together, but you’re a decent man and I won’t be seeing you again. It’s better this way. I’m throwing away this sim card so you won’t be able to contact me again.
Joanna got off her bed and took her phone apart. The sea wasn’t far away so she took out her sim card and walked down to the beach. Carrying her shoes in her hands, she paddled a little way out and then threw the sim card far away into the sea.
“That’s it, gone forever, and unfortunately, so are you Charles.”
Joanna walked back to her rooms, a few tears falling. She couldn’t even remember Charles’s phone number. It had only been on the sim card, so she wouldn’t ever be able to ring him either. Their relationship was over even before it had properly begun. She fell on her bed and burst into tears.
However, five minutes later, Joanna got up, looked in the mirror and gave herself a good talking to.
“Joanna, now you’ve got to concentrate on yourself and avoiding the police and that awful Eve Masters. Charles Sheffield is dead to you. You will not think of him anymore. From now on you must concentrate on yourself and starting a new life.
Chapter 10
Eve and David arrived at the Rottnest Lodge late the following morning. Eve had cheered up considerably and was looking forward to her stay. However, she wasn’t being tactful about David paying for the trip.
“You don’t have to pay for this David. I’m sure it’s very expensive.”
“I want to, Eve and let that be an end to it,” David replied, a little crossly.
Eve didn’t seem to realize that David had some pride and didn’t want her to pay for everything. He earned money as well and liked to treat Eve to nice things every now and then. However, to be fair, Eve wasn’t really doing this to belittle him. She was a very wealthy woman and enjoyed luxury, so they went to the places she could afford and liked, rather than places within David’s budget.
Luckily, it didn’t take her long to realize that David
* * *
Later that evening, Joanna sat on her bed reading. She had bought herself a couple of magazines from the general store and was trying her best to become absorbed in one of them. Unfortunately, she wasn’t having much luck.
She had cooked some local fish for supper and had enjoyed it as much as she felt she could enjoy anything at the moment. She had seen there was a fish restaurant in Thompson Bay and thought she might give it a try in a couple of days’ time.
It was almost eleven and she was feeling tired, but she kept thinking about Charles, wondering if he had tried to call again. Switching off her phone had done her no good. She still couldn’t stop thinking about him. Perhaps he’d sent her another text message. Should she look? She’d resisted the urge to switch her phone on for three hours, but now she didn’t think she could sleep without taking a peek.
Joanna switched her phone on and there was one message. Trembling, she opened it and seeing it was from Charles, she couldn’t hide her happiness.
She read - Joanna, I now know that’s your real name, but I don’t care what you’ve done. I can’t stop thinking about you.
Joanna sat reading the message over and over. What was she to do?
Nothing. There’s nothing I can do. Charles is a good man. He wouldn’t survive a life on the run. We’d be caught in no time. I’ll have to let him go.
Joanna could feel tears welling up, a sensation that was new to her and she didn’t like it. She hated being soft. It didn’t get you anywhere. She picked up her mobile to send a message back to Charles.
Charles, I enjoyed our time together, but you’re a decent man and I won’t be seeing you again. It’s better this way. I’m throwing away this sim card so you won’t be able to contact me again.
Joanna got off her bed and took her phone apart. The sea wasn’t far away so she took out her sim card and walked down to the beach. Carrying her shoes in her hands, she paddled a little way out and then threw the sim card far away into the sea.
“That’s it, gone forever, and unfortunately, so are you Charles.”
Joanna walked back to her rooms, a few tears falling. She couldn’t even remember Charles’s phone number. It had only been on the sim card, so she wouldn’t ever be able to ring him either. Their relationship was over even before it had properly begun. She fell on her bed and burst into tears.
However, five minutes later, Joanna got up, looked in the mirror and gave herself a good talking to.
“Joanna, now you’ve got to concentrate on yourself and avoiding the police and that awful Eve Masters. Charles Sheffield is dead to you. You will not think of him anymore. From now on you must concentrate on yourself and starting a new life.
Chapter 10
Eve and David arrived at the Rottnest Lodge late the following morning. Eve had cheered up considerably and was looking forward to her stay. However, she wasn’t being tactful about David paying for the trip.
“You don’t have to pay for this David. I’m sure it’s very expensive.”
“I want to, Eve and let that be an end to it,” David replied, a little crossly.
Eve didn’t seem to realize that David had some pride and didn’t want her to pay for everything. He earned money as well and liked to treat Eve to nice things every now and then. However, to be fair, Eve wasn’t really doing this to belittle him. She was a very wealthy woman and enjoyed luxury, so they went to the places she could afford and liked, rather than places within David’s budget.
Luckily, it didn’t take her long to realize that David
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