Justin first noticed the girl as he and Ben joined other first-class passengers at the ship’s rail as the Sydney bound liner sailed closer to Port Said and the Suez Canal. She was standing at a little distance from the other passengers, a slim figure leaning over the rail, her long blonde hair blowing in the slight breeze. It was 1960, just four years after the Egyptian government had nationalised the Suez Canal.

Chapter 1

The wedding invitations had gone out, presents had begun to arrive; there were continued discussions with caterers and florists and final fittings with dressmakers, volunteers co-opted to decorate the church.

The old corner house, it’s garden choked with weeds and overgrown bushes, had been vacant for so long, that it became an object of great interest in the street when signs of life began to appear; smartly dressed young men began coming and going, work began to tidy up the garden, and the “For Sale” sign was taken down.

He certainly would never have described himself as a middle-aged roué, and he would undoubtedly have been grossly offended if anyone had so much as hinted that he was. Yet he so aptly fitted the dictionary definition – a middle-aged roué.

Part 3 of the “Double” Trilogy
Audrey and Jason sat in a companionable silence, sipping their wine in the picturesque riverside country pub. They had sat there together often over the past year, but tonight, Audrey sensed, was going to be rather different. Jason was distinctly uneasy.

Part 2 of the “Double” Trilogy by Lydia Penn.

Audrey had always preferred to use the phone; writing letters, she considered a waste of time. It was early evening when she made one of those infrequent phone calls to her parents.

“I’m engaged,” she shrilled down the phone.

Part 1 of the “Double” Trilogy
The two storks flew wearily across northern France towards the English Chanel.

“Not much further now,” said one.

“It’s all right for you, you are nearly there,” replied the second stork. “I still have further to go.”