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  1. one good thing
  2. Prologue
  3. The Seven Stages
  4. STAGE 1
  5. WTF
  6. Yorkshire
  7. London
  8. Lost and Found
  9. Stanley
  10. A Charitable Act
  11. Valentine
  12. Online Dating
  13. Maya
  14. Rescue Me
  15. STAGE 2
  16. Keep Calm
  17. (and go for a walk)
  18. Faith
  19. Valentine
  20. First Steps
  21. A Moment of Truth
  22. Anger and Letting It Go
  23. The Boy
  24. The Teenager
  25. Only a Number
  26. Back to the Future
  27. Not a Date
  28. The Old Man
  29. STAGE 3
  30. Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda
  31. The Bombsite
  32. Two Weeks’ Notice
  33. The Snowman
  34. Heathcliff
  35. Valentine
  36. Father and Son
  37. The Castle
  38. Courage
  39. STAGE 4
  40. Hang in There
  41. Sleeping Arrangements
  42. Stanley
  43. Peeling Back the Layers
  44. Regret
  45. The Village Idiots
  46. The Morning After
  47. Maya
  48. Things Left Unsaid
  49. Hiding in Plain Sight
  50. STAGE 5
  51. The Curveball
  52. So Lucky
  53. A Helping Hand
  54. Valentine
  55. ‘See You Later, Alligator’
  56. Running on Empty
  57. Stanley
  58. A Big Birthday
  59. The Surprise
  60. Eighteen months ago
  61. Brave Face
  62. STAGE 6
  63. Love Your Mistakes
  64. The Dales Country Show
  65. The Teabag
  66. A Confession
  67. Valentine
  68. WhatsApp with Maya
  69. Snagging
  70. A Different Kind of Doorstep Challenge
  71. Stanley
  72. Table for Two
  73. Maya
  74. Sticky Toffee Pudding
  75. PC Neesha Sharma
  76. Harry the Hero
  77. STAGE 7
  78. The Best is Yet to Come
  79. A Celebration of Life
  80. Turning the Page
  81. Valentine
  82. WhatsApp with Naomi
  83. Forgiveness
  84. The Grand Opening
  85. The Last Dance
  86. Stanley
  87. Valentine
  88. The Rest of Your Life
  89. An Epilogue of Sorts
  90. Acknowledgements

At the mention of her sister, Liv suddenly looked upset and broke off. Valentine wanted to say something, but before he could think of the right thing, the moment had passed.

‘I wanted to talk to you about her – about what happened – but I was too afraid. You see, my dad never wanted to talk about Mum after she died, he got too upset and I was so scared of upsetting you. And then, when you said she was in Paris, and Gisele mistook me for Helen at the beach . . .’ She shrugged. ‘I think I worked it out then.’

Liv fell silent and Valentine sat for a moment, absorbing it all.

‘When we moved here, we didn’t talk much about what had happened in the past,’ he said finally. ‘It wasn’t a secret that we’d lost our daughter, but we didn’t feel the need to publicize it, either. When you asked me if she lived locally, I couldn’t bring myself to tell you the truth and, to be honest, I didn’t want to.’

For so long he’d kept this stuff hidden inside, but Liv was drawing it out of him.

‘That was Helen’s umbrella, you know. She said it was so bright and cheerful it always made her look forward to the rain. She was like that, always seeing the positives in everything.’

Liv smiled. ‘I’ll always be grateful to her. If I hadn’t seen it that day . . .’

She held his gaze across the table and Valentine thought how much she always made him feel seen, when for so long he’d felt invisible. ‘I was planning on going to the churchyard this afternoon—’ He broke off, unsure. He’d got so used to shouldering this alone.

‘Do you want some company? I need to stretch my legs, and Harry could do with a walk.’

The sun had really come out now and shone through the window.

‘Yes, I’d like that,’ he nodded, feeling its warmth. ‘I’d like that a lot.’

WhatsApp with Maya

Got my results! Straight As!!!!!!!!!

OMG!!!!!!

(See. I know how to text with a teenager. After six months of teaching Maya, she’s taught me a few things.)

Got my first choice of uni too –

going 2 Manchester 2 read law.

That’s amazing!

I couldn’t have done it without you!

Rubbish!

You did all the hard work

Smiling face emoji btw Liv

Yes?

I fucking love Heathcliff.

Snagging

I haven’t seen much of Ben since the building work finished at my house. He’s been busy working on the renovations at the village hall and although I’m now involved too, our paths don’t cross, as most of my work takes place at my kitchen table. The lovely old farmhouse table I spent ages hunting for, and which I’d imagined friends and family gathered around one day, is now permanently covered in paperwork. It’s less dinner party and more giant work desk.

Officially my new role started this week, and I’ve been busy doing lots of research into what the community wants and needs, from putting on plays and organizing cinema events, to after-school clubs, creative classes, local talks and Zumba. Evelyn was particularly insistent about Zumba.