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  1. The Christmas Swap
  2. SANDY BARKER
  3. Prologue
  4. Twenty-two years ago
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Lucy
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Jules
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chloe
  11. Chapter 4
  12. The May Ladies
  13. Chapter 5
  14. Lucy
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Jules
  17. Chapter 7
  18. Chloe
  19. Chapter 8
  20. Lucy
  21. Chapter 9
  22. Chloe
  23. Chapter 10
  24. Jules
  25. Chapter 11
  26. Lucy
  27. Chapter 12
  28. Chloe
  29. Chapter 13
  30. Jules
  31. Chapter 14
  32. Lucy
  33. Chapter 15
  34. Chloe
  35. Chapter 16
  36. Jules
  37. Chapter 17
  38. The May Ladies
  39. Chapter 18
  40. Chloe
  41. Chapter 19
  42. Jules
  43. Chapter 20
  44. Lucy
  45. Chapter 21
  46. Chloe
  47. Chapter 22
  48. Jules
  49. Chapter 23
  50. Lucy
  51. Chapter 24
  52. Chloe
  53. Chapter 25
  54. Lucy
  55. Chapter 26
  56. Jules
  57. Chapter 27
  58. Chloe
  59. Chapter 28
  60. Lucy
  61. Chapter 29
  62. Jules
  63. Chapter 30
  64. Lucy
  65. Chapter 31
  66. Jules
  67. Chapter 32
  68. Chloe
  69. Chapter 33
  70. Chapter 34
  71. The May Ladies
  72. Acknowledgements
  73. Keep Reading …
  74. About the Author
  75. Also by Sandy Barker
  76. About the Publisher

Except Lucy. Her heart ached for her best friend and she promised herself she’d call Lucy before the end of the day.

When Jules abandoned her thoughts to give Matt her full attention, it was obvious that he was lost in his own. “Hey,” she said in a whisper. She touched his chin with her fingertips, running them along his late-afternoon whiskers.

Matt looked at her and she saw the sheen of tears in his eyes, then surprisingly felt her own well up. “I was such a shit to her, Jules. She didn’t deserve that.”

“No, probably not. But is that why you didn’t move to the States? The fight? Wait, did you move there?”

“No, I didn’t go. I came back here after the fight with Mum and ended up having it out with Kirsten.”

“Well, that sucks. Two massive fights in a row.”

“You have no idea. I haven’t even got to worst part yet,” he said, his tone ominous. “Turned out that Kirsten wasn’t who I thought she was. Well, hang on, she wasn’t like a spy or a crim or anything like that. But she was pregnant.”

“Oh.” Jules’s stomach plummeted. So, this was it, Matt’s big reveal—he was a father.

“Oh no, no! The baby wasn’t mine. Sorry, babe, I should have led with that. Sorry.” He blew out a breath and amid the tumult of her emotions, Jules latched on to the joy of Matt calling her “babe”.

“No, see, she’d arrived in Australia knowing she was expecting. No plan, just running away from her life. She hadn’t told the father—didn’t even give the guy a chance, ’cause they’d broken up by the time she found out. And, so, when she met me, she saw a way out—a nice guy who could give her a good life. She wasn’t even going to tell me. She was just gonna let me think the baby was mine …”

“Oh, Matt. What the hell?”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought too.”

“But how did you find out?”

“Well, after I told her about the fight with Mum, she got the guilts and came clean.”

“Ohhh, right, so, when your mom heard my voice on the phone …”

“She must have heard the accent and thought the worst, yeah.”

“Well, no wonder! I would. God, Matt, I cannot believe that happened to you.” She tried to imagine how someone could be so deceitful, then remembered that Ash had mentioned Matt going through a hard time a while back—talk about an understatement.

“I heard through Monica that Kirsten told the baby’s father when she got back to the States. They’re not together, but they are co-parenting, so at least there’s that.”

“And you made things right with your mom?”

“Yeah, ’course. I mean, that’s what mothers do, isn’t it? Take us at our worst and love us anyway?”

“Mmm,” she murmured, her thoughts returning to her mom. She’d have to schedule some time for them to hang out when she got home. Home. She’d be there in a few days.