Somewhere Only We Know by Beverley Hollowed Read Free Book Online Page A

Kate waved goodbye to Jen and headed back to her room. She pulled out her laptop and started to google rental properties in Washington State. After searching through several properties, she found a beautiful bungalow in the sleepy town of Redmond that was available to move into straight away.
    After making a few calls, Kate packed her few belongings, climbed into her car and set off on her journey once again.
    She had tried to call her d ad before she left the hotel room, but it went straight to voice mail. She left a quick message, trying her hardest to sound up beat, something far removed from what she was really feeling.
    It was almost 5 pm when she reached the little bungal ow, she was hoping was going to be her home for the next few weeks. She had stopped along the way at a mall and bought some supplies for her new home. Although it was furnished, she knew she would need some bedding and towels. Also she picked up some groceries to get her through the evening until she had time to go and do a proper shop the next day.
    As she pulled her car in to the driveway, next to a silver mustang, a middle aged lady appeared on the front porch.
    Kate quickly climbed out of her car and hurr ied up the path way to the lady who was standing waiting with her hand outstretched.
    “You must be Kate,” s he said, as she shook Kate’s hand. “I am Nina, we spoke earlier on the phone.”
    “Nice to meet you Nina,” Kate replied, giving the lady a bright genuine smile. But she couldn’t deny the butterflies racing around her stomach. She was afraid Nina would ask her a lot of personal questions, ones she was just not ready to answer.
    Nina led Kate into the beautiful little Bungalow and the moment she step ped inside, she fell in love with it. It was welcoming and homely, yet modern and classy.
    The Bungalow was a two bedroom, two and a half bathroom, cosy little building. It had hard wood floors and a beautiful open fire. It was decorated in mute, natural tones with random, colourful wall art, giving off the perfect splashes of colour the place needed.
    Nina went through all the details of the house , as Kate wandered around only half listening to her. She was relieved when she didn’t push too hard when the subject of her marital status came up.
    Twenty min utes after Kate arrived at the bungalow, Kate signed a three month contract, got the keys and the green light to move in straight away.
    As Kate stood on the front porch and watched Nina pull out of her driveway , she couldn’t keep the smile from her face. When Nina had gone, Kate turned and walked back inside, closing the door behind her. She was home.
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    It was almost 1 am before she was finally finished settling in to her temporary home. She gave everywhere a good clean and made up her bed. Rearranged some of the furniture and unpacked what little belongings she had.
    Finally she made herself something small to eat before she cleaned up the dishes.
    She sat down on the sofa and sighed deeply, she was feeling very contented. She was ready for bed as tiredness quickly over took her.
    She was just about to head to bed when her phone buzzed on the coffee table. She thought it was most likely to be Callum, he had rang her several times during the day, but she still refused to take his call.
    When she picked it up to check, she saw her father’s number flash on the caller ID. Kate felt panicked for a few moments. She thought maybe Callum had called her dad. What was she going to tell him?
    She took a deep breath and hit the answer button.
    “Hi Dad,” Kate said as brightly as she could.
    “Hello Sweetheart,” Harry Kelly’s deep voice came booming through the phone. Kate closed her eyes and pictured her dad. She could smell his Old Spice after shave and the memory made her long to be back home. She missed her dad. He was the only one who never expected her to try to be anything other than herself, after Emily died. He never said she needed to learn to cope bit by