Mel and I exit the car and make our way down to the creek where we’ve been told we’ll find Fenella Rose-Waterman, heroine and manageress of, The Cranky Lizard Winery.
It’s a hot day and we both welcome the cool shade which envelopes us as we near the Creek. Clear, sparkling waters run down the ravine and over rocks creating an aura of sublime peacefulness.
“There she is.”
Mel points to our left where a petite woman with midnight hair and clothes that match, stands, skipping pebbles across the surface of the water.
I wave as the two of us toddle toward her.
She steps off the log she’d perched on and saunters over to us, hand outstretched. Her green eyes are bright, but gaurded, unlike her expression which is open in a blank sort of way.
“Juantia said we’d find you down here. How are you?” Mel shakes her hand and we all stroll back to the log Fenella had stood on moments earlier and sit down, Fenella between us.
“Fine.” She leans back and picks up a reptile, “This is Lucky.”
I cringe a little and Mel admires the scaley spiked headed beast.
“He won’t bite.”
A soft grin lightens up her face as she strokes the Bearded Dragon, sporting a red collar and matching leash, before putting him down on the ground before us.
“So, care to tell our readers a little about yourself?” I decide to start the interview.
“Muzz and Liv Waterman adopted me after my own mum died. They accepted me with all my troubles and worries. Never gave up on me. So here I remained, and now I manage the place.”
“That’s wonderful. Do you have any regrets?”
“I trusted a ratbag with my heart and my business.”
“My ex. He emptied out the winery’s bank account.”
Mel and I give each other a painful glance. Wolves in sheeps clothing are every where these days!
“How do you see yourself?”
Fenella cocks her head and a dark shadow passes across her gaze.
“A survivor. I’ll never let anyone break me. But the shadows of my past seem darker on my down days.”
Mel shifts on her seat, “I like your leather bracelts.”
Fenella subconcoiusly grips one and twists. The movement pushes it up and I catch a glimpse of keloid scarring. This girly’s been through helluva lot more than she lets on.
“Anyone special in your life?”
Fenella’s eyes shoot toward me before she looks down as a frown creases her brow.
“He?” Mel gives Fenella and interested look.
“Kieran Murphy. But it’s too dangerous to get too close.”
I give Mel a , What the heck?, look and she shrugs.
The distant rumble of a car engine and tyres on gravel echoes across the warm air.
“Look. I’ve gotta go. It was great meeting you guys. Please feel free to pop by for a bottle of wine, on me.” She proffers a small smile then stands up, “Come Lucky, works a waiting.”
When the shadows ride in Wongan Creek…
Fenella Rose-Waterman is happy running The Cranky Lizard winery until a broken relationship lifts the lid on the Pandora’s Box of her past. After years of repressed memories haunting her dreams, she is forced to face the truth to find justice. But with truth comes a danger that puts everyone she loves at risk.
Kieran Murphy left Wongan Creek a newly-wed and returned a widower. He believes he and his young son will find healing in the town that healed him once before. Instead, he finds the woman he loved running scared, her life in turmoil and her business under threat.
As the shadows of the past gather on the horizon, will they lose their chance of happiness or will they find healing together?
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