On the face of it, Heather and Jake were a perfectly well-suited couple, and for the most part, this was true. Having been brought up by an intelligent, inquiring and loving father, whom she worshipped, Heather was a classic father’s daughter. This enabled her to deal with Jake’s understandable insecurities very well, but it also meant that occasionally there were flashpoints between them that might ignite the whole powder keg. An extravert and a rational thinker, she was also a good listener, but when she needed to speak her mind, she didn’t hesitate.
Little things sparked these explosions as happened the morning they drove through the Red Horse Vale. Jake was at the wheel with no particular destination in mind. They’d agreed to follow the road and act on the spur of the moment. All was
