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Chapters (60)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Praise
  4. Dedication
  5. BOOK ONE
  6. Prologue 1989
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. BOOK TWO - 1925
  17. Chapter Ten - 1925
  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. BOOK THREE - 1947
  41. Chapter Thirty-three
  42. Chapter Thirty-four
  43. Chapter Thirty-five
  44. Chapter Thirty-six
  45. Chapter Thirty-seven
  46. Chapter Thirty-eight
  47. Chapter Thirty-nine
  48. Chapter Forty
  49. BOOK FOUR - 1968
  50. Chapter Forty-one - 1968
  51. Chapter Forty-two
  52. Chapter Forty-three
  53. Chapter Forty-four
  54. Chapter Forty-five
  55. Chapter Forty-six
  56. Chapter Forty-seven
  57. Chapter Forty-eight
  58. Chapter Forty-nine
  59. Chapter Fifty - 1970
  60. EPILOGUE

When he began kissing her body, she studied the room around her, and shut her mind off from what was happening by thinking of all the things she was going to get the next day when she went shopping with Mrs Horlock. Everything from long pantaloons to a good velvet coat. As he entered her, she bit down on her lip and closed her eyes. A rogue tear made its way down her face and she licked its saltiness with her tongue. It hurt, Eileen was right, it hurt like mad.

She opened one eye and looked up at Henry Dumas. His face was shiny with sweat in the firelight, and his tongue was poking out of the corner of his mouth. He was completely taken over by her body, and she knew it. Instinctively, she knew it. It was the mystery of men and women, and inside Briony a little bell went off. To do this to her, men would give anything. It was a revelation. She felt better now, because she suddenly realised that there had been a subtle shifting of power here tonight.

She realised that Mr Dumas wanted her very much. He wanted to do this to her much more than she wanted the nice things he could give her.

Well then, so be it. But she would make sure she got her money’s worth.

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Molly stopped for a few seconds and rubbed her hands together. The cold had crept into her bones and pushing the handcart had skinned her fingers. She took a deep breath and resumed her task. Eileen carried a large box, while Bernadette and Kerry carried a case between them. Rosalee sat on the handcart with her thumb stuck firmly in her mouth staring ahead of her over the tables and chairs and the other items of furniture stacked up around her. Bernadette lost her hold on the case and it swung sideways and hit Kerry’s shins heavily. Dropping her side of the case, Kerry, in pain and temper, pulled Bernadette’s hair with all her strength, and within seconds both girls were wailing. Settling the cart once more, Molly tried to quieten them. They had just rounded the corner to Oxlow Lane and she wanted desperately to make a good impression on her new neighbours.

‘Come on now, girls. Whist now, be quiet.’

Bernadette sniffed loudly and then smacked Kerry across the face with the flat of her hand.

Eileen, putting down her box, separated the two girls who were kicking and screaming. She shook them until they quietened. Pushing her face close to theirs, she whispered, ‘I’m warning the pair of you, Mum’s on a short leash today and you’re safe while outsiders can see you, but once in the new place she’ll skin you alive if you annoy her.’ She stared into one face and then the other. ‘Do you two understand me?’