His first thought was Savannah. What must she think? He’d said he’d be home for dinner last night and he hadn’t turned up. He glanced once more towards Savannah’s place. It was unlikely she’d appreciate a visitor at this early hour. He took Jasper for a walk instead. He felt bad in many ways but most of all he hated letting her down. What a mess he’d made of yesterday. He’d fallen asleep so easily in his old bed at the farm then several hours later he’d snapped awake. Savannah’s dinner was the first thing that came into his head. His parents’ house was in darkness. Everyone was asleep. He gathered his things and walked down to the shearing shed, guided by the moonlight. The ride home took forever. He knew he’d be too late but a small part of him hoped Savannah had left a light on, a sign that she’d waited. But her place was in darkness. Ethan hadn’t bothered to turn on any lights when he got in. Jasper had followed him up the stairs and flopped straight on his mat.