‘Until you found God.’
‘I thought I had to choose. Or maybe my mother made me feel that way.’
‘Did you know about Davey?’
‘No. I believed he was dead.’
‘That’s not what I meant.’
There’s a long pause. Eventually, he says: ‘Not until the night Serena left. She came and told me. Apparently, it happened that night at the lake. The night I had my accident. I didn’t remember any of it, but – well, we stole a boat and paddled out to Harold’s cabin. We had a little too much to drink and …’
‘The result was Davey.’
‘When I found out Serena was pregnant, I thought she’d been with someone else. I was following a different path, so we lost touch with each other.’
‘Did you never wonder?’
‘Maybe, occasionally, as Davey got older. Something about him. I tried to put it out of my mind but, eventually, I decided I needed to talk to her. I went round and … that was when I saw Davey floating in the pool.’
‘The day he supposedly died.’
‘Yes.’
I consider this. ‘So, what happened the night Serena left?’
Serena
He’s in the church, where I knew I would find him, clearing up hymn sheets after Pastor Purefoy’s evening sermon. I’ve seen him once since the night Davey ‘died’. At the funeral. I’d thanked him, but I could barely speak. I’m sure people thought it was grief, but I was scared I’d give something away.
‘Serena?’
‘Hi.’
‘What are you doing here?’
‘I needed to talk to you. I’m leaving Serenity. Tonight.’
He frowned. ‘Why?’
‘I can’t explain and I haven’t got much time, but I couldn’t go without telling you—’ I took a breath. ‘Davey is alive.’
‘What?’
‘I know it sounds insane, but it’s the truth. He’s alive.’
He stared at me. ‘But … we buried him.’
‘No, we didn’t.’
I watched him struggle to take it in. ‘Serena, I can’t imagine how hard this has been for you, but—’
‘I’m not having some kind of breakdown, Milo. Davey is alive. And … he’s yours.’
I saw the shock hit him like a physical blow. ‘Mine?’
I nodded. ‘That night we rowed out on to the lake, we found Harold’s cabin, got drunk and … well, we had sex.’
‘Why didn’t you tell me?’