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- Cover
- Dedication
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- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
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‘Anne is my new tenant,’ Camile replied. ‘It makes sense for her to live here, in the middle of nowhere, without fear of being discovered. When I return from my contract abroad I will help look after them. Anne will be able to spend time in her own house again without the constant worry of being found out.’
‘How did Anne get involved?’ Jan asked.
‘As a midwife she was seeing and hearing of children being born with the condition. She became suspicious and started asking about their history. She discovered that all the grandparents of the babies had used the same fertility clinic.’ Jan nodded. ‘These babies are born a lot earlier than human babies. Some are stillborn, but others can survive. Instead of leaving them to die, Anne began taking them away and looking after them for however long they had. She’s a saint in my eyes, but if anyone found out she would be prosecuted. I dread to think what would happen to the little ones then.’
‘I won’t tell anyone,’ Jan said. ‘No one would believe me anyway.’
They fell silent for a moment and then, glancing at Chris, Camile said, ‘I’m sorry things didn’t work out for you two. Chris is a good man. He was only trying to protect me. He was upset when you told him Tinder had got into our baby’s clothes. I kept one outfit and the rest I got rid of.’
‘Those clothes belonged to your baby?’ Jan asked.
‘Yes.’
‘I’m sorry. I had no idea. I put them back carefully and made sure that Tinder never went in there again.’
‘Thank you,’ Camile said. ‘They’re all I have to remember him by.’
There was silence again and then Jan said, ‘I think I should be going now.’ She stood.
‘Are you sure you won’t stay the night?’ Camile asked.
‘No, but be reassured, your secret is safe with me.’
‘Thank you, and thanks for the flowers.’
‘I’ll see you to your car,’ Chris said.
Jan petted Tinder one last time, said goodbye to Camile and went with Chris to the front door. Outside, the clouds had parted to reveal a full moon. Jan unlocked her car door and got in.
‘Goodbye, Jan,’ Chris said, one hand on the open door. ‘Look after yourself.’
‘I will. And you.’ She smiled.
‘Perhaps, once you’re settled at your mother’s, I could text you?’
‘Yes, I’d like that.’
He ducked his head in and kissed her cheek. ‘Drive carefully. I’ll be in touch.’