She dressed in denim shorts and a beaded singlet top. A large floppy hat and a pair of silver thongs completed her summery look. Before leaving her room she checked her face for any tell-tale signs of her tearful outburst, but it seemed her light application of makeup had hidden the evidence well. She decided to join Maggie for breakfast. If Luke was there, she would just have to bear it. Today was her last day at Tandarra and she was determined to act with grace and decorum for the remainder of it. A delicious aroma floated down the hallway as Jenna made her way to the kitchen. Maggie was baking scones as well as the normal cooked breakfast. ‘My goodness you’ve done a day’s work already,’ Jenna said. ‘The boys love my scones for afternoon tea.’ Jenna nibbled at the toast Maggie set in front of her. ‘I don’t doubt it.’ ‘Speaking of the match, you are coming aren’t you?’ Maggie asked. Jenna shook her head. ‘I thought I’d stay here and pack.’ ‘Oh.’ Maggie looked disappointed.
