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Clarissa Randall stared out of her bedroom window over the historic acres of Mirrabilla but didn't see the dun gold grass of the winter paddocks, the mobs of sheep or the dark blue-green of the gum trees that lined the meandering path of Mirrabilla Creek as it wound towards the horizon. Instead, in her mind's eye, she saw a montage of her close family, past and present. Her beloved but remote father; her brother Ian—so young; her exceptionally beautiful mother; Sophie ... And Robert Randall with his dark good looks and his curiously dynamic yet at the same time withdrawn personality. Something of an enigma, she had once heard his father say of Rob. And in her youthful heart she had pondered this, not to know how many years later she would still be pondering it. She sighed suddenly and came out of her reverie. As she turned away from the window she was conscious of an odd, very slight prickling of her skin, and wondered why it should be doing that. But her silent bedroom yielded no answer and her thoughts slid away to something more concrete—such as what she'd let herself in for on this cold, bright winter's day. Horizons was a weekly television programme that featured different Australian lifestyles, places of historic interest, people of interest, and when the request had come, asking Clarissa for an interview and footage on Mirrabilla, her first inclination had been to decline.
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