wish I knew exactly how it was. After we broke up I wanted to talk to you before the wedding, but I didn’t know what to say.’
‘There was nothing. It had all been said.’
‘Had it?’ he asked in a low voice. ‘Or could it never be said?’
‘Both, of course. Look—’ she set her glass down, leaned forward and gripped his hands ‘—what’s the point of being wise all these years later? It’s over. It happened. We’re different people now.’
He nodded. ‘It’s strange. I once knew you so well, and now I know nothing about you.’
You’re mistaken, she thought. You never knew the most important thing about me.
‘I’m glad you married,’ he said. ‘I hope you had some good years before your divorce. You deserve the best.’
‘That’s nice of you.’
‘I’m not just saying it. I still remember your generosity. If you only knew how much I admired you at that time. You were strong and I was—’ he shrugged ‘—I just had to put myself in your hands.’
‘And you hated that,’ she said wryly.
‘Now you make me sound churlish. But a man doesn’t like to think of himself as hiding behind a woman’s skirts like a weakling.’
‘Does it make you a weakling to accept help? I was simply better placed to do the talking. Besides, isn’t love supposed to make strong men weak? And heaven knows, you were madly in love with Crystal.’
‘Yes,’ he said solemnly.
She waited to see if he would say more, but a heaviness seemed to have come down on him.
She sat on the stone railing, raising one leg to rest her arm against the knee, and looked out over the scene.
Looking at her confused him. She was Joanna and yet not Joanna. The girl of long ago was still there, but only as a faint ghost. The woman of today had a glamour and confidence that girl had never dreamed of.
He’d watched her over dinner, fascinated by the way she had turned into a beauty, her light tan emphasising her large grey eyes and making her smile flash.
But it was more than that, more than the silk and velvet of her clothes or the real gold in her ears. She had made a success of her life, donning authority like a cloak and walking through the world with a superior air.
They called her ‘Boss!’ and it was only half a joke. She had earned the title, not inherited it. He felt at a disadvantage, and that brought a memory back.
‘Do you remember the night you came out here before?’ he asked.
‘Maybe,’ she said dreamily.
‘I saw you here, sitting just where you are now, and I wanted to come and talk to you but you seemed so absorbed in your own world that I couldn’t bear to disturb you.’
‘Oh,’ she said softly.
‘I did come out in the end—but it was all wrong.’
‘I remember that we didn’t say much.’
‘I had an odd feeling that you wanted to tell me something, but you never did, so I guess I was mistaken.’
She was silent, recalling that night and how awkward their conversation had been. How astute of him to have sensed that there were words she longed to say! How blind not to have realised that they were words of love!
From deep in the woods the owl hooted again.
‘There was an owl that night too,’ she said, smiling. ‘That one’s probably descended from it. Nothing ever really changes here, does it? That was one of the things I loved about the place.’
‘Nothing changes,’ he agreed. ‘And everything changes.’
‘Yes,’ she said after a moment. ‘Everything changes.’
Then, for a while, there was nothing more to say.
Joanna found herself pervaded by an unexpected sense of peace and contentment. She felt that she could sit here forever.
Gustavo remained in a chair, watching her as she looked out over the darkened landscape, her hair lifted by the slight breeze that was so welcome at the end of a hot day.
Once she turned her head towards him and smiled, but they did not speak. Time seemed to slip past without her noticing, and she was startled to see the first streaks of light in the sky.
‘Is that the dawn?’ she asked.
‘Yes, but it’s only about four o’clock.’
‘That’s right. I used to stand at my bedroom window and watch it happen. It was glorious.’
‘I expect you were dreaming of the great lost palace even then,’ he said with a smile.
She had been dreaming of him, and the life they would have together. But she only nodded.
‘That palace has