Free Starting Over by Penny Jordan

of her own anxiety tensed the whole of her body.
    'LIVVY, my dear...'
    Jon frowned as Livvy turned away from him as she said curtly, 'I'm sorry I'm so late. I had to drop the girls off at school.'
    'Good heavens, Livvy, I was expecting you wouldn't come in at all today.... We've heard about Caspar...I'm so sorry.'
    'Why?' she questioned sharply. 'The marriage wasn't working...it's a mutual decision.'
    Jon's frown deepened. She looked far too thin, her face pinched and pale but it was her attitude that was giving him the most cause for concern. He had expected her to be upset. He knew how hard she strived for perfection in every aspect of her life, how sensitive she was; but this edginess, this angry aggression almost was so unlike what he knew of her and it disturbed him.
    When Olivia walked into the office several minutes later the phone had already started to ring. Quickly she answered it. One of her clients was on the other end of the line wanting to make an urgent appointment. Tensely she reached for her diary.
    Shaking his head Jon made his way to his own office. Normally the first thing he would have done right now would have been to ring Jenny so that he could discuss what had happened and the best way to help Livvy, but of course Jenny was at Queensmead and he didn't want to add to her problems.
    The look of haunted bitterness in Olivia's eyes had shocked him, though. It was almost as though she thought he was her enemy. He was imagining it, he told himself firmly. Naturally she was not herself.
    How could she be? Her marriage had broken up compounding the distress she had already suffered with David's return.
    It was such a pity that she was so antagonistic towards her father. Jon could understand her point of view, of course, but things were different now. David was different and Jon knew how much he longed to make reparation to her. But he still could not shake off the feeling that Livvy had erected a barrier between them.
    His phone rang just as his secretary brought in his post and morning coffee.
    'David!' he exclaimed with genuine pleasure as he heard his twin's voice on the other end of the line.
    'We've just heard about Maddy,' David told him.
    Then he asked gravely, 'How is she?'
    'We don't know—as yet—but they're going to keep her in for the time being. Jenny's staying at Queensmead to look after the children and Ben.'
    'Well, that answers my next question. Honor wanted to know if there was anything she could do to help.'
    'Well perhaps a magic potion to keep Dad quiet might be a good idea,' Jon suggested wryly.
    There was a brief pause before David asked hesitantly, 'And Livvy...she's...she's all right?' David questioned him.
    Jon's heart sank. He knew he couldn't lie to him.
    'She's...she's going through a very difficult time and obviously it's bound to be affecting her,' was all he felt he could say.
    IT WAS LUNCH TIME before Jon saw Livvy again, their paths crossing in the reception area of the practice.
    'Oh, Livvy, I forgot to say this morning,' Jon told her, 'obviously you're going to need to spend more time at home at the moment. I'll have a word with the agency and see if Mark, our locum, can stay on for a few more weeks to give you a bit of breathing space.

    If you do have to see any clients you could schedule those appointments during school hours which will leave you free to arrive later in the morning and go home midafternoon...'
    Olivia stiffened. It didn't matter that what Jon was suggesting was exactly what she had known she would have to do. She sensed a cautious air about him. Did he doubt her ability to cope? Where had the old closeness between them gone?
    'That won't be necessary,' she told him sharply.
    'I've already made arrangements for the girls.'
    It wasn't entirely true of course, but with all the professional agencies that were in existence surely it wouldn't take her too long to find the right person to look after them when she couldn't be there.
    'The assizes are coming up,'