Contents ( 106)
- Also by Rosie Nixon
- Copyright
- Note to Readers
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Aisha
- Chapter Two
- Aisha
- Chapter Three
- Lucy
- Chapter Four
- Aisha
- Chapter Five
- Lucy
- Chapter Six
- Aisha
- Chapter Seven
- Lucy
- Chapter Eight
- Aisha
- Chapter Nine
- Lucy
- Chapter Ten
- Aisha
- Chapter Eleven
- Lucy
- Chapter Twelve
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirteen
- Lucy
- Chapter Fourteen
- Aisha
- Chapter Fifteen
- Aisha
- Chapter Sixteen
- Lucy
- Chapter Seventeen
- Aisha
- Chapter Eighteen
- Lucy
- Chapter Nineteen
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Lucy
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Lucy
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Lucy
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Lucy
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Aisha
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Lucy
- Chapter Thirty
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Lucy
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Lucy
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Lucy
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Lucy
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Aisha
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Lucy
- Chapter Forty
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-One
- Lucy
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Lucy
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Lucy
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Aisha
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Lucy
- Chapter Fifty
- Aisha
- Acknowledgements
- About the Publisher
‘Hi all, I’m Lucy Raven, baby boy, due May 31st. Looking forward to starting maternity leave in a few weeks. Still got a ton of nursery prep to do at home though. My partner, Oscar, is also working today. He’ll join one of the other classes. That’s me, I guess.’ She folded her arms and sat back in her seat, signalling she’d said her bit and wasn’t opening the floor for questions. She seemed to have her shit together – it was a little intimidating.
Maggie nodded; she seemed impressed too. I noted Lucy wasn’t wearing any rings on her wedding finger.
Seeing Lucy here on her own made me feel better about Jason’s absence, but I wondered how she really felt about it. She certainly came across as perfectly happy and confident, so I decided to take a leaf from her book and sat up a little taller.
The last couple to be introduced were sat on my right: a tall black guy with a chiselled face called Will, who could easily have been a model, and his partner, a white woman called Carol, who was not unattractive but not nearly as head-turningly gorgeous. Were Will single, I’d have been tempted to trade Jason in for him; he had ‘swipe right’ written all over him. There seemed something mismatched about them. Will did most of the talking and while he spoke, Carol delved into a little blue bag hanging from her chair and retrieved her phone, which she cradled in her palm as if she might need to ‘phone a friend’ at any moment.
‘The baby is due on the 22nd of May and it will be a hospital birth for us, too,’ Will informed us in a matter-of-fact way. He had a deep, thespian voice.
‘My husband, Christian, will join one of the other sessions,’ he continued. He paused for a moment, gauging correctly that we had all naturally assumed Carol was his other half. Carol gave us a small shy smile, while Will seemed to enjoy the attention from his captive audience. His timing was brilliant; I wondered if he was an actor, as well as a model. ‘Carol is our surrogate,’ he continued. ‘She’s had a baby before, but fancied a refresh, so we enrolled in this class. You’ll get to meet Christian soon.’ He turned to her and they exchanged a warm look. ‘Christian and I are both planning to be there for the birth, and then we will be the legal parents – the two dads. Carol will be moving back to the Ukraine.’ He looked at Maggie with a neutral face, as if waiting for her to ask a question.
Maggie simply smiled and said, ‘How wonderful!’
Will had delivered his lines beautifully and he had made me stop and think. I had been so consumed by my own pregnancy journey, I hadn’t really appreciated how difficult it might have been for other couples to conceive. You kind of assume that for everyone else it’s easy. Having some more unusual family set-ups in the group was going to make it more interesting.