Chapters (81)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- Chapter Sixty-Eight
- Chapter Sixty-Nine
- Chapter Seventy
- Chapter Seventy-One
- Chapter Seventy-Two
- Chapter Seventy-Three
- Chapter Seventy-Four
- A Letter From Ruby
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by Ruby Speechley
‘Oh, I’m sorry.’
‘Cervical cancer.’
‘Shit, that’s young. So this new book group could be in her honour?’
‘Yeah, I like that idea. I’ll see what the others think.’
‘Do they realise you’ve practically got your own library?’
Maddy laughed. ‘Those old books of Dad’s? I don’t think they’d be interested. They’re more into the latest crime series or contemporary romances.’
He only read DIY books or newspapers, but as long as she was happy, so was he.
The other mums and dads were already there when they arrived. Diane jumped up to greet them, kissing them on both cheeks. She always managed to look like she’d stepped off a French catwalk. After lots of hugging and cooing at Chloe, they joined the rest of the group on the picnic blanket. An array of homemade food was already spread out. Max held Chloe while Maddy offered round the quiche and lemon sponge they’d made that morning.
After they’d eaten, Max fed Chloe her bottle while Maddy chatted about the new book club. Diane made notes on an A4 pad. They decided after a lot of discussion to meet once a month and take turns choosing a book. Once a year they would select the book they all enjoyed the most and give it the ‘Jo Sawyer Best Read Award’ in memory of Maddy’s school friend. He was pleased to see Maddy back to her old self, making plans with her friends. He wanted to support her as much as he could.
When they returned home, he insisted that Maddy go and get some sleep while he put the girls to bed. Although she was doing well, he was aware that if she became overtired, she could slip into depression again and he wanted to do everything he could to avoid it.
It was the best part of the day for him, reading them bedtime stories, making up silly voices then watching them drift off to sleep. He hoped Gran was looking down on him, happy to see how lucky he was and that he’d not turned out so bad after all.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Alison: October 2019
Alison unlocks the front door and cracks open the silence. Jamie runs in and switches on the television. She’s not keen on the amount he watches but is grateful he’s not asked for a phone yet, even though some of his friends have them already. She doesn’t need another expense. Eight seems far too young anyway. Poppy is asleep on the sofa. He gives one bark as an afterthought.