Chapters (45)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Chapter Twenty-two
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-five
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Chapter Twenty-seven
- Chapter Twenty-eight
- Chapter Twenty-nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Chapter Thirty-eight
- Chapter Thirty-nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-one
- Chapter Forty-two
- Chapter Forty-three
- Chapter Forty-four
- Acknowledgements
They were subdued. What had you told them? Had you told them not to tell Mummy? It all starts to fit together. Laura packing a backpack in her room. Then when she realised I had seen her, unpacking it quickly, pushing the clothes into a drawer and standing in front of it to hide it. To think that I was worried that she was going to run away because things were bad between us. Promising myself that I wouldn’t criticise you any more because it was affecting the children.
You were going to take them to live with Katy. I go back to her profile and load more pictures. It writes its own story. You are there with the children. In her lounge, wearing slippers, with Jamie on your knee. At Jamie’s birthday party, again with Charlie and Laura. Then, suddenly, no more Jack. Katy with Jamie. A worried expression and dark circles under her eyes. A forced smile because she doesn’t know what’s going on. Katy on nights out with her friends. Jamie’s next birthday, no Jack. Katy’s lost weight, had her hair cut. Katy with her new boyfriend. Katy and Jamie.
You abandoned her. Of course. My God. I feel sorry for her. She was the opposite side of the deceit, the other me. I can’t help but think that it would have been easy for her, when you left her, to let me know what had happened, but I feel sorry for her. And I feel you slipping away, less of my Jack and more of someone I hardly knew.
Chapter Twenty-four
That’s it. I can’t take any more of this. You’ve got another child. With someone else. Neither of us knew the full story, the truth about each other. Something has snapped inside of me and I’m no longer hurting so much. With every revelation I’m a little bit stronger, more driven to get my children back.
Your mother is in custody and I’m entitled to access to my own children. I’m not going to let them go through another minute of suffering and this won’t wait until Tuesday. I tell myself that it might count against me at the meeting but I can’t take it. I can’t. That injunction isn’t worth the paper it’s written on. It works in my favour, because it says that I can’t go within 50 yards of you wherever you are. You and your bent fucking solicitor thought you were clever, didn’t you, having it written up like that because you didn’t know where you would be living after you were ‘forced to leave the marital home’.