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connection, after he got back from hospital, I was ready to move to the Outer Hebrides.”
    “It’s like you’re living his life too.” Monica frowned.
    “Not constantly, but yes.” Once again she sighed loudly. “I’ve given it a lot of thought and I think I should move. I’ve been rattling around in that flat anyway, since Caroline moved out to be with her fiancé. I thought I’d be okay but I’m struggling with the rent. However, I’m not altogether convinced that being farther away from Joshua wil help.”
    Monica nodded. “If you think it’s the right thing to do you can move into my place. I’m at Owen’s house most nights at the moment, and I decided against subletting it while I’m away, so you’re welcome to use it.”
    Relief washed over Hol y. “Thanks, Sis. I don’t know what we’re going to do without you when you go off on your travels.”
    “It’s only for a few months, a year tops, and you can cal me any time.” Concern flitted through Monica’s eyes, but Hol y knew she deserved her promotion and the travel ing that lay ahead.
    “I might have to take you up on that. I would stil have to give a month’s notice on the flat but it would be good to have a bolt hole, somewhere that would enable me to put some distance between us.” The three of us , she thought, wryly. Being attuned with Joshua’s experiences meant that she was practical y living with him and Stewart. Part of her felt that shouldn’t be a problem. Who wouldn’t want that kind of sexy input from a gorgeous man? But there was no ‘off’ button, and the guilty feeling that accompanied her experiences was a horrible thing to live with.
    “Why don’t you come over to my place on Sunday and see if that helps ease the psychic connection?”
    Hol y experienced conflicting responses to the suggestion. The idea appealed to her, and it would be an interesting experiment. She was desperate to get a break from the stimuli, but she was also experiencing a deep fascination with it and making a total break would be hard. She suspected it would be more tempting as time went on—there was only so much X-rated sex and emotion a woman could experience second-hand without going insane, surely? She mustered a smile. “I might do that.”
    Monica stroked her chin between thumb and forefinger thoughtful y. “Maybe it’l fade, with time. The longer after the accident the lesser the connection wil be. You know, as he gets better and you are less concerned about him. It might have been triggered by your concern at the time of the accident.”
    “I hope so, because this kind of deep connection could send me to lala land. I’m getting incredibly intimate details from his love life and everything.”
    Monica looked at her questioningly.
    Hol y nodded and rol ed her eyes.
    “Didn’t you say he lived with another bloke?” Monica asked.
    “Uh-huh.”
    “Are they lovers?”
    Hol y nodded again, relieved that her older sister had put it into words. She didn’t think she could say it aloud.
    Meanwhile Faye was waving her free hand at them while scrol ing through data with the other. “I think I’ve found something.” She stared at the screen, her eyes flitting as she scanned the information. “Yes, I knew it. If you save someone’s life you become responsible for it. It’s an ancient Zen Buddhist belief.”
    Perplexed, Hol y stared across at her. Faye looked as if she thought she had it al sorted out now. The irony was too much for Hol y. “And does it explain why I, Hol y Evans, have been ascribed an ancient eastern right of responsibility regarding another person’s life?”

    Faye gave her a disparaging glance. “I’ve bookmarked the page for you. Maybe later you’l feel like studying it in detail.” Switching off her phone she tucked it into her bag and folded her arms loosely across her chest, thwarted.
    “Tel us,” Monica said, drawing Hol y’s attention back, “have you mentioned it to Joshua, or discussed it with