She was frowning, still puzzling over the strange thing she’d seen on her way down. She’d stopped for petrol near Ilminster, but, as she slowed to park at one set of pumps, she’d been certain that David’s brother Hugh was getting into his car beside the pumps opposite. She waved and smiled – coincidence or what! – but he hadn’t seen her. Too busy talking to the young woman in his passenger seat.Emma had stared in shock, her eyes actually boggling in their sockets like a cartoon character. Wait a minute . . . Had she made a mistake? She yanked on the handbrake and turned off the engine, but before she could go over and say anything, Hugh – if it was him – had driven away.She’d sat there for a good twenty seconds with her mouth open. Hugh . . . and a pretty auburn-haired woman? No. No way. She must have been mistaken. But if it wasn’t him, it was the spitting image of him.Shaking her head, she got out of the car. She was definitely mistaken. It was almost laughable, the thought of good old Hugh cheating on good old Alicia.
