Chapters (82)
- Cover
- Praise for The House of Whispers
- Title Page
- Note to Readers
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Twelve
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Twenty-Five
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Forty-Two
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Forty-Eight
- Transcript of interview with Mr Rohan Allerton, husband of Abigail Allerton: 20 December 2019
- Forty-Nine
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- Fifty-One
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- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
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- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sixty
- Priory Hospital North London: 20 December 2019
- Acknowledgements
- About the Publisher
‘You told Jyothi Aunty we needed this guy’s number?’ Rohan said, throwing his hands up. Meena bit her lip in a ‘sorry-not-sorry’ manner. ‘For God’s sake, Mum. You know we’ll be the talk of the aunties now. Everyone will be gossiping.’ He sat back in his seat. ‘All the coffee mornings will be, like, “That wife of Rohan’s can’t have babies. She’s too this, she’s too that.”’
Meena laughed. ‘Oh, come on now, Ronu. No one thinks like that. Anyway, it’s not as if they don’t know… You’ve been married for three years now and,’ she waved her hand at my belly, ‘still no baby. Goodness, it’s no secret. Maybe it’s time to accept some help.’
She scrabbled in her handbag and took out a scrap of paper with a number on it and, despite his protestations, Rohan reached out and took it.
Ten
Grace was always going to have babies. She was one of those girls who just assumed that it was her destiny to have it all – career, husband, kids – and, when she got together with Alex in Year 12, it was as if the universe had come together to grant her wishes. According to Grace, Alex was the archetypal boy next door: handsome, clever, sporty and popular. Their parents even knew each other.
‘Not just know each other but love each other!’ she told me. ‘When I told my mum I was going to lose my virginity to Alex, she actually took me shopping to Victoria’s Secret.’ Grace giggled, and I squirmed, unable to imagine such a moment with my dad. ‘She helped me choose a special set of lingerie to celebrate.’ She pronounced it properly, her French impeccable.
Alex was good at maths and science, apparently. He was at Manchester, studying Engineering. Serious, focused and utterly in tune with each other, the lovebirds studied together throughout A-levels, hung out together, finished one another’s sentences and spent their spare time planning their future together. The two families even holidayed together. Grace made the pair of them sound like the best-matched couple the universe had ever seen, which made me all the more surprised when I first met him.
‘Alex, this is my friend Abi,’ Grace simpered, as she pushed her boyfriend ahead of her into my room. ‘Come on, don’t be shy!’ and then Alex was there, too big for the space and not at all what I’d expected from the glowing description.