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Daisy Phillips is tired of being treated like an old lady. Sure, there was that incident with the lawn mower and the mud. And she did get trapped at the top of a ladder. But that | This is a work of fiction. Names characters places and incidents either are the product of the author s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead events or locales is entirely coincidental. Copyright 2010 by Stacey McGlynn All rights reserved. Published in the United States by the Crown Publishing Group a division of Random House Inc. New York. www.crownpublishing.com Crown is a trademark and the Crown colophon is a registered trademark of Random House Inc. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data McGlynn Stacey. Keeping time a novel Stacey McGlynn. 1st ed. p. cm. alk. paper 1. Older women Fiction. 2. British United States Fiction. I. Title. PS3613.C4866K44 2010 813 .6 dc22 2010008925 ISBN 978-0-307-46440-8 Printed in the United States of America DESIGN BY AMANDA DEWEY 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 First Edition ONE Come on Mum. It s not as if you re being put out to pasture. Words by Dennis. Aimed at Daisy. Tipping the evening on its side. Fifty-five-year-old Dennis sitting on the taupe linen sofa across from the mahogany cocktail table. His new wife Amanda beside him not saying a word. Dennis leaning forward patiently waiting to hear all the things Daisy wasn t saying. Then hammering on. Forcing a smile. I hope you re not thinking that. Actually Daisy Phillips was thinking that. Smelling the grass of the pasture. Feeling the tickle of the blades under her nose. Searching her son s face for some scrap of infanthood a glimpse of childhood a shred of adolescence. Nothing. Silly to think there might be but Daisy was groping thoroughly shaken. Dennis I think we think gesturing to include Amanda you d really like it there. It s crazy to go on like you ve been. Meaning to continue living in the house she had been born in and had inherited from her parents. The house she had spent her whole life in. Dennis going on Life would be a permanent holiday. Daisy not replying. Too prim too proper with an elegance a grace
