Rachel had a habit of getting Dee into trouble, but this really was a whole new level of peril. Dee could barely believe she was crouched behind a tree like an errant child, desperately hoping the farmer would not find her. ‘Just nip under the wire fence right after you cross the brook,’ she could hear Rachel’s voice in her head as though her trouble-making friend was right beside her. ‘Make towards the big chestnut tree...

‘How could you?! Bloody hell! I can’t bloody believe this! I can’t believe YOU. And that’s saying something!’ It had taken a few moments for Dee to recognize what she was seeing. Rachel had not been expecting anyone. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have a spanking movie playing on her open laptop. The fact that Dee had deliberately avoided using her familiar knock on Rachel’s door had left her friend unguarded. And Dee’s anger, h...