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Chapters (100)
  1. Half Title
  2. Also By Natalie Fergie
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. Contents
  7. 2011
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. 1908
  11. Chapter 3
  12. 1910
  13. Chapter 4
  14. Chapter 5
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Chapter 7
  17. Chapter 8
  18. Chapter 9
  19. Chapter 10
  20. Chapter 11
  21. Chapter 12
  22. Chapter 13
  23. Chapter 14
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. 1921
  41. Chapter 31
  42. 1931
  43. Chapter 32
  44. Chapter 33
  45. Chapter 34
  46. Chapter 35
  47. Chapter 36
  48. Chapter 37
  49. Chapter 38
  50. Chapter 39
  51. Chapter 40
  52. Chapter 41
  53. Chapter 42
  54. Chapter 43
  55. Chapter 44
  56. Chapter 45
  57. Chapter 46
  58. Chapter 47
  59. Chapter 48
  60. Chapter 49
  61. 1951
  62. Chapter 50
  63. 2011
  64. Chapter 51
  65. Chapter 52
  66. Chapter 53
  67. Chapter 54
  68. Chapter 55
  69. Chapter 56
  70. Chapter 57
  71. Chapter 58
  72. Chapter 59
  73. Chapter 60
  74. Chapter 61
  75. Chapter 62
  76. Chapter 63
  77. Chapter 64
  78. Chapter 65
  79. Chapter 66
  80. Chapter 67
  81. Chapter 68
  82. Chapter 69
  83. Chapter 70
  84. Chapter 71
  85. Chapter 72
  86. Chapter 73
  87. Chapter 74
  88. Chapter 75
  89. Chapter 76
  90. Chapter 77
  91. 2021
  92. Chapter 78
  93. Chapter 79
  94. Chapter 80
  95. 2022
  96. Chapter 81
  97. Parkin
  98. Acknowledgements
  99. About the Author
  100. About Embla Books

Georgia looks around the room and sighs. ‘I remember all these changes being made in the name of improvement. And it was improvement. No more hauling coal up from the coal cupboard at the end of the scullery. And much, much cleaner.’

Tess looks up at the clock on the wall. ‘I could do with a coffee before we get started, but I’m not sure about the electrics. If we can get someone to tell us it’s safe to use the sockets in the scullery, then even if we don’t have power in the kitchen, we can manage with just the kettle and the toaster for a day or two. And if it’s longer than that then a microwave would be helpful, but we can cross that bridge when we come to it.’

‘I think,’ replies Georgia thoughtfully, ‘that I should perhaps see all this as an opportunity. Maybe the universe is telling me that it’s time for a change.’

Chapter 60

Early July 2011

Tess had been staying at Fiona’s for almost a week, helping her paint two of the high-ceilinged bedrooms. The kids had gone to stay with their grandparents and Tess had juggled the decorating project around her hours at the supermarket. The two women had walked Baxter around the Meadows in the mornings, played their favourite songs loudly on Spotify while they worked, and abandoned any semblance of healthy eating. They had sandwiches from Margiotta’s for lunch, and takeaways in the evening when they were too tired to do more than wash the paintbrushes. There had been wine.

It’s mid-afternoon when Tess gets back to Library Terrace and she can see there’s a mini-skip sitting in the road outside. The white enamel sink has been dropped in at one end and a pile of disconnected pipes and taps lie beside it. The ancient electric cooker is upside down, its door lying open, surrounded by heaps of torn lino and wall tiles. Georgia has obviously had a clearing crew in.

If she would just tell me these things are happening, thinks Tess. She takes her new, not-smart, no-frills phone from her pocket and checks for texts.

Nothing.

As she walks around to the back garden she hears a new sound coming from the house. Is that music?