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Chapters (75)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Praise for Sleepless
  4. Sleepless
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Chapter 65
  71. Chapter 66
  72. Acknowledgements
  73. Dear Reader …
  74. Keep Reading …
  75. About the Publisher

This time, when he held her hand, they were no longer on their own in a dark room with Rosie’s dead body in front of them. This time the island was merely a smudge on the horizon, a memory, a nightmare. She laced her fingers in his and the warmth of his palm brought a tingling into her own. She wanted to tell him about the hollow trees she had seen that time in a documentary, how the dark spaces can be filled with a fierce burning light …

… but thoughts were beginning to slip from her like eels.

‘I’ll be here,’ Vivian whispered. ‘We’ll all be here. Go to sleep.’

She knew she could no longer keep her eyes from closing. But, with her mother on one side, and Rory on the other, she was no longer afraid. She finally let the darkness take her.

And, that night, in a city far away, in a tiny flat in the bedroom of someone who had been awake for hours, a phone beeped. A message popped up on the screen:

Morpheus. Dream your way to a better you – one sleep at a time.

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Acknowledgements

A book is very much like the performance of a play. What you hold in your hands is the well-rehearsed performance, shining under the stage lights. But behind the scenes there are many people in the shadows making sure it all happens: moving the set, finding the costumes, swiping the gin bottle out of the main actor’s hands …

To those people.

Thanks to Kate, my marvellous agent, who found my story in her slush pile and has championed it ever since. Her support has meant the world to me and I know she is always there: willing me on, cheering me on, and occasionally giving me a gentle shove in the right direction.

To my HQ family. Thank you to my fairy godmother Lisa Milton, who took the time to not only read the whole of my manuscript but also help me shape it. She is truly one of the most generous and supportive women in publishing. And Abi, my editor extraordinaire, who has so carefully dug through my words to help me bring out what I actually meant to say. She is the kindest, bestest editor I could wish for. With eagle eyes.

Thank you though to everyone at HQ who has worked on this book: copyediting, proofreading, cover design and marketing. Their expertise and professionalism is invaluable.