But although she loved him, her fear of him was greater than her love ... For Gill Stars Over Sarawak Anne Hampson CHAPTER ONE ROANNA BARRETT sat chatting to her friend in the park. It was Saturday afternoon and, having been shopping, and discovering they had a half-hour wait for their bus, they had preferred a seat under the trees to standing by an iron rail watching a continuous stream of buses come and go, one after another. Fortunately the park was only a couple of minutes' walk from the bus station, so there was no urgency about the two girls as they leant back and enjoyed the spring sunshine and the golden glory of hundreds of daffodils nodding on the lawn. Their conversation was mainly a repetition of what had been said earlier, over a cup of coffee in the snack bar of the large store in which most of their purchases had been made.
