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Glancing over her shoulder, Grace tried to memorise the way back to the lodge.

And then the trees seemed to open up and the path widened. And there, in front of them, was the pool. Grace caught her breath in surprise and delight.

The frothy white waterfall poured over the rocks above and spilled into a large pool bordered by huge boulders and tall ferns. Surrounded by trees, exotic plants and birds and butterflies of every conceivable colour, the pool water gathered up the evening light and sparkled as though a million precious jewels lurked beneath the surface.

‘It’s beautiful.’ She glanced around her and Maria nodded.

‘It’s safe, but not at night-time. And be careful walking back to the

lodge. It’s very easy to take the wrong path. Turn left and then right.’

Grace was looking at the pool. The walk through the jungle and the shocking revelations about her business had left her feeling drained and exhausted. It would be a relief to strip off, cool down and relax. Then, perhaps,