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Our dirty little secret BACK TO SCHOOL
Chapter 97Monday and Tuesday had been rest days for the whole cohort — a buffer after the compulsory trip before formal teaching resumed. By Wednesday campus was fully awake again.Lectures restarted. Corridors filled. The field journals were due at the end of the week and people moved between classes with the slightly hunted look of students who had spent seven days on a shore and were now being asked for coherent sentences about it. Lena submitted her pages in the morning, bought coffee she did not finish, and let the ordinary timetable take over.Noah found her between buildings near midday.“Rest days worked,” he said. “You look less like the bus is still under you.”“It’s getting there.”They walked as far as the junction where their paths split. He did not push for more than the easy check-in. Lena was grateful for it. The week away still sat in her body in pieces; she was not ready to unpack all of them on a campus path.Oliver and Tessa were harder to miss.They moved through
Our dirty little secret SETTLING
Chapter 96LenaThe house took the outing as permission to try again.Tuesday morning felt less radioactive than Monday. Helen moved through the kitchen without the brittle brightness of someone performing recovery. Julian kissed her temple on the way to the coffee pot and neither of them flinched at the contact. Oliver came down late, ate quickly, and left for campus with a muttered comment about a lecture that started too early. Lena followed twenty minutes later with her field journal in her bag and the residual stack of the week still sitting under her ribs: the station, the bus, the doorway, the botanical gardens, the deliberate attempt at ordinary.Campus had the slightly stunned energy of a cohort returning from compulsory fieldwork.People compared notes in corridors about residual marks from waterproof boots and whether the journal deadline was actually midnight or only “midnight-ish.” Noah was near the north entrance with coffee, as if the trip had not interrupted the patter
Our dirty little secret FAMILY OUTING
Chapter 95HelenHelen suggested it at breakfast the next morning as if the idea had arrived fully formed overnight.“We should go out,” she said, pouring coffee with a determination that made the pot rattle against the mug. “All of us. Properly. Not clinic, not garden, not sitting in separate rooms being polite about the furniture. A real outing. Fresh air. Public space. Something that isn’t this house for a few hours.”Julian looked up from his toast. Oliver kept his eyes on his plate. Lena wrapped both hands around her cup and waited.“Where?” Julian asked.“The botanical gardens,” Helen said. “They’re open late on Mondays. We can walk, look at plants that don’t belong to us, buy overpriced tea, and practice being a family that didn’t walk in on anything yesterday.”The bluntness of it almost made Oliver choke on his juice. Helen’s mouth twitched.“Too soon?” she asked.“Slightly,” Julian said, but there was a tired humour under it. “The gardens are fine.”Oliver shrugged once. “I
Our dirty little secret AFTERMATH
Chapter 94Helen.The house did not recover its ordinary shape quickly.For the first hour after the doorway incident, everyone stayed in separate rooms. Oliver remained behind his closed door. Lena unpacked in slow, mechanical stages — dirty clothes into a pile, field journal onto the desk, charger plugged in — while the image of Helen and Julian on the couch replayed without mercy. Downstairs, low voices moved through the kitchen. Cupboard doors. Running water. The practical sounds of two people trying to erase a scene that could not be erased.Just after six, Helen knocked on Lena’s door.She looked composed again, hair brushed, dress changed, colour only faintly high in her cheeks. “I made tea. And there’s food if you want it. Nothing formal. I just… didn’t want you living off a packet of biscuits after a week away.”Lena followed her down.Julian was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled, moving through the ordinary tasks of plates and cutlery with deliberate calm. He met Lena’s eyes on
Our dirty little secret HOME SWEET HOME
Chapter 93Lena.The taxi dropped them at the end of the street just after five.Oliver paid his half without comment. They walked the last stretch in the thinning light, bags over their shoulders, the week of salt and shared corridors still clinging to their clothes. Neither of them mentioned the bus. The silence between them was full enough without it.The house looked ordinary from the outside. Lights on in the living room. Helen’s car in the driveway. The quiet of a Sunday evening that had not spent seven days on a coastal station.Oliver got his key out first.He opened the front door and stepped in. Lena followed, bag bumping the frame. The hallway was dim. From deeper in the house came a sound that did not belong to television or conversation — a low, rhythmic creak, a muffled breath, the unmistakable shift of bodies on furniture.Oliver stopped so abruptly Lena nearly walked into his back.The living room door was half open.Helen was on the couch, dress pushed up around her w
Our dirty little secret RETURN HOME
Chapter 92 SundayThe bus filled by half past seven.Bags went into the hold. Staff checked names. The class climbed on in the same loose groups they had travelled down with, quieter than Monday, more tired, already half pointed toward campus and laundry and the first lectures of the following week. Lena took a seat on the right side, midway back. Her roommates spread out nearby. Noah boarded, caught her eye, and took a place a few rows ahead with people from the overlapping cohort after a brief, private look that belonged to the viewpoint and the alcove and did not need an audience.Oliver got on late in the boarding order.The seat beside Lena was still empty. He paused for half a second in the aisle, then sat down in it without comment. Tessa was further forward on the opposite side with her seminar group. If she noticed the arrangement, she did not turn around.The bus pulled out of the station car park while someone at the front was still counting. The shore fell away behind the
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