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Chapters (172)
  1. Dedication
  2. PART ONE
  3. Saturday, 7 March 2020
  4. Matt
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. Matt
  8. Annabelle
  9. 2
  10. Matt
  11. Annabelle
  12. Annabelle
  13. PART TWO
  14. Late July 2004
  15. September 2004, Birmingham University
  16. 2
  17. 3
  18. 4
  19. 5
  20. 6
  21. 7
  22. Saturday, 7 March 2020, 8.30 p.m.
  23. 2
  24. Annabelle
  25. 2
  26. Birmingham, October 2004
  27. 2
  28. 3
  29. 4
  30. 5
  31. Saturday, 7 March 2020, 10.00 p.m.
  32. Annabelle
  33. Birmingham, November 2004
  34. 2
  35. 3
  36. 4
  37. 5
  38. 6
  39. 7
  40. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 4 a.m.
  41. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.03 a.m.
  42. 2
  43. Birmingham, December 2006
  44. 2
  45. 3
  46. 4
  47. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.15 a.m.
  48. Annabelle
  49. Grappenhall Library, 2009
  50. 2
  51. 3
  52. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.45 a.m.
  53. Matt
  54. 2
  55. Chester, 2011
  56. 2
  57. 3
  58. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 2 p.m.
  59. Annabelle
  60. Summer 2012
  61. 2
  62. 3
  63. 4
  64. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 4.55 p.m.
  65. 2
  66. Summer 2012
  67. Late Summer 2012: Wedding Day
  68. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.31 p.m.
  69. Annabelle
  70. 2013 Christening
  71. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.35 p.m.
  72. 2013: Christening Party
  73. 2
  74. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.41 p.m.
  75. Matt
  76. Annabelle
  77. 2014
  78. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.44 p.m.
  79. Annabelle
  80. PART THREE
  81. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.50 p.m.
  82. Annabelle
  83. Matt
  84. Annabelle
  85. Matt
  86. Annabelle
  87. Wynne
  88. Matt
  89. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.40 p.m.
  90. 2
  91. Annabelle
  92. Monday, 9 March 2020, 8 a.m.
  93. Matt
  94. Wynne
  95. Annabelle
  96. Wynne
  97. 2
  98. Matt
  99. 2
  100. Annabelle
  101. Matt
  102. Wynne
  103. 2
  104. Matt
  105. Wynne
  106. 2
  107. Annabelle
  108. 2
  109. Wynne
  110. Annabelle
  111. 2
  112. 1
  113. 2
  114. Matt
  115. Wynne
  116. 2
  117. Wynne
  118. Matt
  119. Annabelle
  120. Annabelle
  121. 2
  122. Tuesday, 10 March 2020, 7 a.m.
  123. 2
  124. Annabelle
  125. Annabelle
  126. 2
  127. Matt
  128. Tuesday, 10 March 2020, 6 p.m.
  129. Annabelle
  130. Finn
  131. Annabelle
  132. Finn
  133. Wynne
  134. 1
  135. 2
  136. Wynne
  137. Wednesday, 11 March 2020, 8 a.m.
  138. Finn
  139. 2
  140. Annabelle
  141. Wynne
  142. PC Gibb
  143. 2
  144. Wynne
  145. Annabelle
  146. Annabelle
  147. Wynne
  148. Matt
  149. Annabelle
  150. Annabelle
  151. 2
  152. Wynne
  153. 2
  154. Annabelle
  155. Annabelle
  156. Wynne
  157. Annabelle
  158. PC Jessie Chalmers
  159. 2
  160. 3
  161. 4
  162. Annabelle
  163. Wynne
  164. Matt
  165. Read on for a sneak peek of Alex Lake’s new novel, coming 2021 …
  166. Early Summer, 2020
  167. Chapter One
  168. Keep Reading …
  169. Acknowledgements
  170. About the Author
  171. Also by Alex Lake
  172. About the Publisher

He told her about his parents, not that there was much to tell. He felt colourless and drab next to her.

Around two in the morning she shivered.

I’m going to bed now, she said. You can walk me back to my room.

They parted at the door to her building.

See you soon? he said.

I can’t wait.

Those were the last words she had said before turning and walking through the door, and he thought of them now.

He had heard them and said them countless times, but never understood they could be literally true. The thought of waiting to see her was unbearable.

When he got down to the foyer of Chamberlain Hall there was a note stuck to the outside of his letter box. He grinned. It must be from Annabelle, telling him where they should meet.

It wasn’t. It was from the university office.

Please phone Lindsey Daley.

Just those four words. Lindsey must have called the university and left a message for him.

His euphoria was swept away by a feeling of dread. He did not want to call and speak to her – he was pretty sure she would want to give it another try, reconcile, get back together. But that was not on the cards.

He wasn’t sure why she thought it would be.

He might as well get it over with. He went to the phone boxes and put a couple of coins in. She answered on the second ring.

‘It’s me,’ he said. ‘I got a message from you.’

‘Oh,’ she said. ‘Right. How much money did you put in?’

‘Twenty pence. That’s all the change I have.’

‘I’ll call you back. What’s the number?’

‘What’s going on, Lindsey?’

‘I’ll call you back.’

He gave her the number.

‘So,’ she said. ‘I have news.’

‘Right.’ He paused. ‘What is it?’

She gave a little cough.

‘You’re not going to like this.’

‘Like what?’ The sensation of dread deepened.

‘Promise me you won’t be angry.’

‘Why would I be?’

‘Promise you won’t.’

‘How can I, if I don’t know—’ He stopped himself. This was pointless. ‘I promise.’

‘That’s not a real promise. You’re only saying it.’

‘Lindsey, tell me what it is. Please!’

There was a pause. ‘I’m pregnant.’

It took a few seconds for the meaning to sink in.

‘Pregnant? With a baby?’

‘Yes. With a baby. Your baby, before you ask.’

‘How?’ he said. ‘We used protection. Condoms. Every time.’

‘They’re not one hundred per cent.’

He tried to think of a time something had gone wrong. There were none. ‘I don’t get it.’

‘It happens. Nothing is foolproof.’

He couldn’t think of what to say. He couldn’t think of what to think. All he knew was that this was not good. ‘So what do we do?’

‘I know this is weird, but you need to call your sister.’