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Chapters (74)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Anita Frank
  5. Note to Readers
  6. Dedication
  7. Part One
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Chapter Thirty-Five
  43. Chapter Thirty-Six
  44. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  45. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Part Two
  49. Chapter Forty-One
  50. Chapter Forty-Two
  51. Chapter Forty-Three
  52. Chapter Forty-Four
  53. Chapter Forty-Five
  54. Chapter Forty-Six
  55. Chapter Forty-Seven
  56. Chapter Forty-Eight
  57. Chapter Forty-Nine
  58. Chapter Fifty
  59. Chapter Fifty-One
  60. Chapter Fifty-Two
  61. Chapter Fifty-Three
  62. Chapter Fifty-Four
  63. Chapter Fifty-Five
  64. Chapter Fifty-Six
  65. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  66. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  67. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  68. Chapter Sixty
  69. Acknowledgements
  70. Extract
  71. Chapter One
  72. Chapter Two
  73. Chapter Three
  74. About the Publisher

Jack saunters down the yard towards them with an air of nonchalance that Gwen can only envy. He stops next to her, his hands in his pockets, his focus on the man before him.

‘We’ve met. Some years ago now, mind – I don’t know if you’ll remember. I’m Jack Ellison, Gwen’s husband.’ Withdrawing his hands, he opens his arms to present himself. ‘As you can see, very much present and alive – not much of a fantasy, I would say.’

Though clearly taken aback, Gordon recovers with surprising speed. He snorts. ‘Well, well, well. This is quite a conjuring trick, Gwen.’

‘There’s no trick, no conjuring required,’ Jack assures him. ‘I’m simply a soldier returned to his wife and son.’

‘You were demobbed weeks ago.’

‘I went to Newcastle to pay last respects to my mother. Gwen could have told you that if you’d bothered to ask. It seems to me you’ve been leaping to a lot of conclusions of late, Mr Allingham – my apparent absence being just one of them. Gwen’s told me all about your assumptions over Tom and I’m telling you in no uncertain terms, they need to stop. Now.’

‘My assumptions? They’re not my assumptions.’ Gordon swaggers forward. Jack doesn’t flinch, even when he leers into his face. ‘I don’t know for sure what the arrangement was between you two – I have my suspicions of course – but if what Gwen says is true, that you married her thinking she was carrying your child, well then, I’m sorry to break it to you but she’s been taking you for a ride. You’ve been well and truly duped. Tom is mine, and I will have what belongs to me.’

‘And now you listen to me.’ Jack closes the gap between them, his voice softly menacing. ‘Tom is my son. I haven’t been duped or coerced or anything else you might wish to believe. I married Gwen of my own free will, knowing the bairn she carried was mine. And that is the end of the matter. You need to accept the facts … and then you need to walk away.’

Gordon suppresses a laugh. ‘Are you trying to intimidate me?’

‘No. I’m giving it to you straight. I’ve no reason to try and intimidate you, Mr Allingham, but you should know this – I will do anything to protect my family.’