‘No, here’s to Miranda,’ she countered.
‘To Miranda.’ They clinked bottles and Jed looked out over the peaceful waterhole. ‘I said my goodbyes to her today, Chris.’
‘I know. I think it’s for the best, Jed. It was good you came all this way, that you found out how she lived and what she was doing.’
‘I still don’t know a hell of a lot about either of those things, but I don’t regret coming.’
‘Neither do I- I mean, I’m pleased you’re here, even though I may have seemed a bit defensive at first.’
‘I know it’s been hard for you too, Chris.’
‘She was my friend. No, more than that. Miranda was … well, if I’d married and had a child, I would have wanted her to be just like Miranda.’
Jed noticed Chris blinking and wondered if she was fighting back tears. He placed his beer on the ground and
