A Cornish Gift: Previously published as an eBook collection, now in print for the first time with exclusive Christmas bonus material from Fern. Fern Britton

A Cornish Gift: Previously published as an eBook collection, now in print for the first time with exclusive Christmas bonus material from Fern - Fern  Britton


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      Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2017

      Copyright © Fern Britton 2017

      Cover images © Shutterstock

      Cover design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2017

      Fern Britton asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780008253103

      Ebook Edition © October 2017 ISBN: 9780008278182

      Version: 2017-12-20

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Chapter 6

       The Beach Cabin

       Prologue

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Epilogue

       The Stolen Weekend

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Keep Reading: Coming Home

       By the same author

       About the Publisher

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      ‘Darling!’ Helen dashed out of Gull’s Cry and threw her arms around her daughter-in-law Terri as she headed up the path to the cottage door. Sean, Helen’s son, was behind her, carrying their daughter, Summer, in her car seat.

      Summer’s chubby face split into the sunniest of smiles as she saw Helen. ‘Gan Gan!’ she cried joyfully and reached out her little hands for a cuddle.

      ‘I can’t believe how much you’ve grown!’ Helen exclaimed. ‘And is that a new tooth I can see?’

      ‘Yes, and it’s unbelievable the trouble that one tiny tooth has caused,’ said Sean as they headed indoors.

      He placed the car seat on the floor and started to undo the clasp that held Summer safely in place. The moment her granddaughter was free, Helen swept her up and showered her with kisses, which were returned enthusiastically.

      This done, and after more hugs and kisses all round, they made their way into Helen’s cosy sitting room, where Sean and Terri sank into the comfy armchairs with relief. The telltale signs of disturbed nights and fraught days were all too obvious to Helen as she took in the dark circles under their eyes.

      ‘Teething can be a rotten old business for everyone,’ she concurred, gently stroking Summer’s flushed cheeks. ‘Well, the good news is that Granny is here to take some of the strain. This Christmas, the only things you’ll need to worry about are eating, drinking and making merry. We’ve got Piran on chef duty – he’s a much better cook than me and he can’t bear having me in the kitchen with him, which means I’ll have more time to spend on you three.’

      ‘You have no idea how good that sounds,’ said Terri, gratefully. ‘The cottage looks amazing by the way.’

      ‘Thank you,’ Helen preened.

      Interior design was a passion of hers and she had lovingly devoted the last few days to making sure that her cottage really looked the part this year. The windows and doorway were wreathed in branches


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