Back A Vintage Summer
Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Acclaim for Cathy Bramley:
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Epilogue
  40. The Thank Yous
  41. Read More
  42. A Patchwork Family

Together we looked at the details. There was a flight leaving at 6 p.m. and there were still seats free. Evie ran out to get her bag from the car and I stood up to put our tea mugs in the sink.

‘Got it,’ said Evie, dashing back in brandishing her credit card. ‘I’ll read the number out to you.’

I picked up my phone from the sofa to complete the transaction, but a new message pinged through.

Your dad’s health is very important, but so is yours and the baby’s. Whatever you do, please be careful and remember Friday, Jensen x

I was still mooning over the kiss at the end of the message when Evie peered over my shoulder.

‘Lottie, what’s happening on Friday?’

I snapped back to the moment. ‘I’ve got my first scan. But it doesn’t matter; I can be back by then, Dad needs both of us in Germany right now.’

She wagged a finger. ‘Oh no. I’ll look after Dad, you look after yourself and—’ Her voice faltered. ‘Your baby.’

I bit my lip. ‘I feel so bad about being pregnant after all you’ve been through.’

She looked appalled. ‘You don’t mean that.’

‘Sometimes I do. And then at other times I get this happy fluttering in my stomach when I think about what he or she might look like and how it will feel to hold a baby in my arms.’ I groaned, raking my fingers through my hair. ‘My brain’s all over the place. I don’t have two consistent thoughts in my head.’

‘This is my fault.’ Evie moved closer to me. ‘I’m ashamed of myself. My little sister is having a baby, no mum, no dad around, an absolute knobhead for an ex, and the one person you should have been able to rely on to be there for you – me – turned her back on you. I feel so guilty.’

‘So do I!’ I said, meeting her eye. ‘I keep thinking, Why me? Why not you? You’d have made such a good job of it; you even have a bedroom to put a baby in.’

‘Because life’s not always fair. It’s messy and complicated so it’s no wonder your brain can’t cope. Neither can mine some of the time.’ She gave me a sad smile. ‘Have you thought about what you’re going to do?’

I shook my head. ‘No. Not really beyond knowing I couldn’t have a termination.’

Evie squeezed her eyes tight. ‘Oh Lottie, I thought, with what’s happened between you and Harvey, that you might be considering it.’

I pulled her close and hugged her.

‘That’s been the thing that I was most upset about; the thought that I wanted a baby so much and you didn’t,’ she went on.