High-Altitude Doctor. Sarah Morgan

water runs off the glacier,’ she told Sally as they strolled along together at a steady pace, ‘so it’s icy cold.’

      They crossed a rickety bridge that ran over the river and Sally stared at a pile of wood neatly stacked to one side of the path. ‘What’s the wood for?’

      Juliet shifted the pack on her back. ‘When the river floods the bridges are often washed away and have to be rebuilt. The wood is there ready for the next bridge.’ She glanced at Sally’s pale face and laughed. ‘You signed on for adventure, remember?’

      Sally pulled a face. ‘Plunging into a ravine wasn’t what I had in mind.’

      As they walked the sun grew hotter and they all stripped off layers and tucked them safely away in their day packs.

      ‘I’ve read so much about your work,’ Sally chatted away, ‘and I’ve read about Dr McEwan. I’ve drooled over his photo on the front of his book but he’s even better-looking in real life, isn’t he? He’s loaded, did you know that? His family is seriously wealthy. That’s the reason he can afford to finance all those expeditions he tackles. Last year Antarctica and this year Everest. He’s rich, good-looking, with a body to die for, and he’s still single. Can you believe that?’

      Juliet concentrated on the trail.

      Yes, she could believe that. She understood about being single. And she was trying hard not to think about Finn McEwan’s body. ‘The man is never in the same place for more than five minutes so I can’t imagine he’s in a position to have a relationship or consider marriage.’

      Sally looked at her. ‘So when you’re not climbing, you work in an A and E department?’

      ‘I do locums.’ Juliet shifted her pack on her back. ‘I prefer it that way. It means I don’t get locked in. It’s hard to persuade an employer to give you three months off every spring so that you can vanish to the Himalayas.’

      ‘But surely you won’t want to do that for ever? Won’t you want to settle down and get married?’

      Juliet kept her eyes forward. ‘I’m not very good at staying in one place,’ she said eventually. ‘And marriage isn’t for everyone.’

      Something flickered inside her and she pushed it away. She’d never been interested in settling down, and she never would be.

      She needed to know that she could just pack a bag and go, wherever she wanted to go, whenever she wanted to go there, without reference to another person.

      She needed to know that her heart wouldn’t be broken.

      She walked deep in thought as the path snaked through rhododendrons and fragrant blue pine and fir. A little later they crossed the river again into the Sagarmartha National Park.

      They stopped at the guard post so that Neil could deal with the special permits that they’d purchased in Kathmandu.

      ‘Why all the security?’ Simon muttered, watching while an armed guard checked all the paperwork.

      ‘Because selling permits is big business to them,’ Neil told him. ‘No one gets in unless they’ve paid. They’re also monitoring the traders. There’s a large military base not far from here.’

      The guards were clearly satisfied with what they saw because the group was allowed to pass and Juliet swung her pack off her back and drank, exhorting the others to do the same.