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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. MOTHER LOVES ME
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Keep Reading …
  59. Acknowledgements
  60. About the Author
  61. About the Publisher

‘Yes. Like I said. There’s no sense trying to wrap your head round what she’s done. What she’s done is unforgivable. She’s a monster and if I get the chance, I’ll kill her.’

Chapter 43

We sat in silence, holding hands.

I groped for words but could not find ones that would do. I longed to know what had happened to the baby, but didn’t dare ask. If Olivia felt like telling me, she would.

My tummy churned with hunger and emotion. Part of me wanted to close my eyes, go to sleep and forget everything she had just told me. Another part felt like tearing something to pieces, bashing my fists into the wall. Olivia had suffered so much cruelty and Mother had done nothing to help her. There was no question in my mind that Mother was crazy, but there was also no question in my mind that she was evil too.

‘Shit,’ Olivia said, ‘I shouldn’t have told you all that. You’ll have nightmares for a month.’

‘No, I won’t. Don’t worry about me. I want to know everything. I need to know.’

‘Thanks, Polly.’

‘For what?’

‘For listening. I’ve never told anyone about my childhood. Even when I had the abortion and the nurses treated me like shit, I never told them what he’d done.’

‘You had an abortion?’

‘Yes. I don’t feel guilty about it. Not when it was his.’

I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing. Blackness yawned in front of me.

‘I’m married now to a wonderful man called Robert and we have twin boys, Andrew and David. They’re three.’

‘What are they like? Your sons?’

‘Lovely. A handful but lovely,’ her voice cracked. ‘Every time I think about them, my heart breaks.’

I squeezed her hand and gave her a while to compose herself. Finally, questions pushed themselves off my tongue.

‘How – er – how did she find you? What happened?’ I said, desperate to know but equally desperate to take her mind off her sons. She sounded like she was about to break.

Her voice trembled. She cleared her throat and sniffed. ‘I was stupid enough to come back here. I don’t know why I did it. I think it was because I finally felt almost normal again. No one told me to do it. I just came. I’d been thinking about doing it for a long time and it was a nice day for April. The boys were at their grandparents’ and Robert was at work. Work finished early, so I drove here. I only live an hour’s drive away.