:: From Breaking The Ties ...
" 'Where the hell have you been?' Jem glared from the kitchen table, Rosie turned from stoking the fire and looked towards the door." Dorinda stood there, silhouetted in the sunlight which reddened the tips of her shaggy hair; her face was shadowed, expression hidden.
"Could ask you that." She went straight to the sink, turned on the cold tap and, bending to the flow, took a long drink from it. Then she pushed her hair under the water for a few seconds and stood upright, squeezing water from her hair. The other two were directly in front of her. Rosie handed her a towel. Dorinda wrapped it round her head and screwed it on top like a turban. 'You left without me,' she accused them.
'We looked for you all along the road,' said Rosie 'We drove up and down several times. Then Jem said ...'
'Oh, I bet he did. Says a lot of things does our little Jem.
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