She quickly undressed and washed, then slid between the cool sheets. Then, she folded her arms behind her head, closed her eyes – and replayed every single moment of the time she had spent with Jameson Carroll. From the dance at the wedding, to their first kiss when they were sitting on the garden bench. Then, she went over the hours they had spent in his beautiful white house tonight – as though she were sitting watching it on a film. She reached out for the spare pillow and hugged it tightly to herself, until her mind eventually relaxed, and sleep finally came.Several hours later, a panicky Jean awoke to discover that the cemetery guide was due to arrive within the next half an hour. She ran downstairs and her first task was to light the gas on the cooker and put the kettle on, knowing that Maggie couldn’t function without her morning cup of tea. Then, she ran back upstairs to waken everyone else, vaguely wondering why on earth they had agreed to go on this outing the morning after the wedding.
