Contents ( 161)
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Contents
- Prologue
- June 23, 1988
- Part One
- February 2016
- Chapter 1
- Audrey
- Chapter 2
- Jess
- Chapter 3
- Lily
- Chapter 4
- Audrey
- Part Two
- March
- Chapter 5
- Audrey
- Chapter 6
- Lily
- Chapter 7
- May 2009
- Chapter 8
- Jess
- Chapter 9
- October 1987
- Chapter 10
- Jess
- Chapter 11
- Audrey
- Part Three
- April
- Chapter 12
- Audrey
- Chapter 13
- April 1972
- Chapter 14
- Lily
- Chapter 15
- Jess
- Chapter 16
- September 1988
- Chapter 17
- Audrey
- Chapter 18
- July 2003
- Chapter 19
- Audrey
- Part Four
- May
- Chapter 20
- Audrey
- Chapter 21
- Audrey
- Chapter 22
- Audrey
- Chapter 23
- Lily
- Chapter 24
- Christmas Day 1988
- Chapter 25
- Audrey
- Chapter 26
- Jess
- Chapter 27
- Audrey
- Chapter 28
- Lily
- Chapter 29
- Jess
- Chapter 30
- Lily
- Chapter 31
- Audrey
- Chapter 32
- Jess
- Chapter 33
- Audrey
- Chapter 34
- June 1988
- Part Five
- June
- Chapter 35
- Audrey
- Chapter 36
- Lily
- Chapter 37
- Audrey
- Chapter 38
- Audrey
- Chapter 39
- Jess
- Chapter 40
- Lily
- Chapter 41
- Audrey
- Chapter 42
- Jess
- Chapter 43
- Lily
- Chapter 44
- Audrey
- Chapter 45
- Jess
- Chapter 46
- June 1988
- Chapter 47
- Jess
- Part Six
- July
- Chapter 48
- Jess
- Chapter 49
- Lily
- Chapter 50
- Audrey
- Chapter 51
- Lily
- Chapter 52
- Audrey
- Chapter 53
- Lily
- Chapter 54
- Audrey
- Chapter 55
- Jess
- Chapter 56
- Audrey
- Chapter 57
- June 22, 1988
- Chapter 58
- Audrey
- Chapter 59
- Lily
- Chapter 60
- June 23, 1988
- Chapter 61
- Jess
- Chapter 62
- Audrey
- Chapter 63
- Jess
- Chapter 64
- Lily
- Chapter 65
- Jess
- Chapter 66
- Audrey
- Part Seven
- November
- Chapter 67
- Jess
- Chapter 68
- Lily
- Chapter 69
- Audrey
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“But that’s not the end of it. I wish to God it was, but it’s not. You know how people say that tragedies either bring families closer together or tear them apart? I didn’t just lose Zach in that explosion. I lost Erin and Nicole too. It was all my own fault. I pushed them away. They did all the things grieving families are supposed to do, but I just couldn’t cope with it. I couldn’t cope with their grief on top of my own. I left four months after the funeral and I didn’t see Erin for five years. It’s inexcusable, I know. There were phone calls, emails, cards, but that was it. But after the concert at the Albert Hall—after your mum told me how ill she was and still she got on that stage and sang—I realized I had to make things better. I couldn’t waste any more time. When I first got back, I didn’t have any hope that Erin might let me back in her life. I wasn’t sure Nicole would even allow me to see her. I’m not suggesting for a second it’s been easy, but we’re getting there, slowly. Erin’s beginning to forgive me, and I can honestly say it’s the greatest gift I’ve ever had. And it’s within your power to give your mum that forgiveness too. It’s completely up to you.”
Ben raised his head and turned to Jess, his face washed of all color. Jess let the story settle in her mind, let it adjust to being in the outside world.
“Do you know, I’ve not told that story to anyone in five years? Usually I run a mile if there’s any chance of someone finding out. But I suppose the reason I’m telling you now is that I want you to see that even when you’re convinced relationships are beyond repair, there’s always hope.”
Jess thought about her mum and Lily in Central Park, no doubt discussing what a terrible mess her misunderstanding had made of their lives. She pulled at the cuticle of her little finger, watched the skin rip away from the nail, leaving behind a bright pink sore. “It’s all very well me worrying about how I’m going to forgive my mum. But what about Lily forgiving me? How’s she ever going to do that given the way I’ve treated her?”
“I know it’s hard. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. But there’s always a chance of reconciliation. You just have to be honest enough to want it and brave enough to pursue it.”
They fell silent and Jess’s eyes roamed the lobby until they settled on a figure she wasn’t yet ready to see. “Shit, there’s Lily. Do you think she’s spotted me? I can’t talk to her yet.”
Ben followed her gaze to where Lily was standing by the staircase, scrolling through something on her phone. “Of course you can. The sooner you two start talking the sooner you can begin to repair the damage.”