He spotted a book of Sarah's, tucked away at the back of the bookcase in the attic. The lavender had been hidden away there for decades just waiting to be found. Robert carefully placed it back in the pages of the well-worn novel, the cover faded from being too near a window at some point.
Robert wondered if it was meant for Victoria to discover. He gingerly flipped to the back page. His mum had underlined three words in the final paragraph: