A Home Among the Snow Gums by Stella Quinn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Authors: Stella Quinn
- Language: English
- Genre: Romance
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
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‘Knitting possums?’
Hannah Cody was on her second (okay, maybe third, but they were
stingy pours) paper cup of prosecco, but surely she hadn’t heard Marigold
correctly.
‘Knitting pouches for possums, my love. Orphaned baby ones. All knit
no purl, so it’s a perfect beginner’s project. Craft is like honey, isn’t it,
Vera? Sweet for the soul, balm for a wound.’
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Vera De Rossi, Hannah’s soon-to-be sister-in-law, was smooshed up
against Hannah’s brother Josh on the weathered trunk of a fallen snow gum,
a fat brown dog sprawled over her boots. She was gazing up at the stars
above Lake Bogong and avoided being drawn into the conversation by
pretending she hadn’t heard.
Traitor.
‘I’m sweet enough, thanks, Marigold,’ Hannah said. A lie, and everyone
on the rocky lakeside within hearing distance knew it.
Best not to think about wounds, either. Not tonight. Marigold had been
in her ear all week, wittering on about New Year’s Eve being ripe with
change and possibilities and, somehow, like a pernicious dose of tinnitus,
the town’s busiest senior citizen’s words had stuck.
Change.
The idea that change might be possible, and wounds could be left
behind, was why Hannah was here at the lake, mingling like a socialite
while green and gold fireworks fizzed and popped in the night sky, rather
than celebrating the closure of another safe year in the traditional way: in
her bathtub with a book.
A clutch of kids raced past, the sparklers in their hands jumping and
weaving like star puppets long after the kids’ silhouettes had dissolved into
the darkness. Hannah’s heart grew a little heavier in her chest.
Marigold was right.
Not about the knitting. But about her desire for her life to change.
Safe had become boring. And lonely. And very, very dull.
Hannah followed Vera’s gaze up to the night sky and wondered if Josh’s
fiancée saw the same things she saw. Vera had made her home in the lee of
the mountains only recently, but Hannah? Hanrahan had always been her
home. The sand was coarse and familiar under the heels of her old boots,
and the stars above burned like the porch lights of old friends, brighter even
than the driftwood bonfires along the lakeshore.
And beyond the lake, the mountains.
She couldn’t see the Snowies now, of course, but she knew they were
there. She felt them. Strong, resolute, steadfast: they were the backbone that
she pretended to have oh so much of.
‘Pondering your resolutions, love?’ said Kev, Marigold’s husband. He’d
dressed up for the lakeside festivities in a double-breasted plaid suit that
made him look like a newsreader on the television, back before colour was
invented.
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