Chapters (52)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- BOOK ONE
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- BOOK TWO
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- BOOK THREE
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Epilogue
He took in their dirty hands and clothes and Carol’s flushed face and said, ‘Stephen died on holiday, Donna. He drowned. My mum sent me over to give you the news.’
Donna stared at Mario for a few seconds before saying, ‘Make a pot of tea for Mario, Dolly. Me and Carol are going up to shower and change, OK? We won’t be long.’
Upstairs Donna listened to Carol on the phone to her elder daughter, asking her to look after Jamie until she got home. Then they looked at one another and shook their heads.
‘Let’s get showered and listen to the News on the radio, Carol. I need to know what the hell is going on with Georgio before I can make my next move. I’ve been frightened to listen to the news today. Once I find out the score, I can make my decision.’
Carol began to take off her clothes.
‘What about Alan Cox?’ she suggested. ‘Why don’t you ring him?’
Donna grimaced. ‘Alan Cox is the last person I want to talk to at the moment.’
Already feeling better at the thought of a hot shower, Carol said saucily, ‘I wouldn’t want to talk to that one either love. I’d be too busy doing other things with him!’
Donna laughed gently. ‘That’s the trouble, Carol, I already have.’
She walked into the bathroom naked and Carol slumped down on the bed and said incredulously: ‘Well, well, well. You are a dark horse, ain’t you?’
Donna looked over her shoulder and said in a low voice, ‘There’s lots of things you don’t know about me, Carol. There’s an awful lot I don’t know about myself.’ She hesitated for a moment and then said, ‘Yet.’
Epilogue
Epilogue
Donna watched as the bodies of Stephen and Georgio were lowered into the ground. She knew she should be crying, but she was dry-eyed. She could see Maeve being held up by Pa Brunos, the rest of her children around her, waiting for her lead as to what to do next.
It was funny, Donna reflected, how she seemed to have no feelings any more. Her husband, the big love of her life, was being buried and she felt nothing at all.
She saw Big Paddy trying to catch her eye and she looked away from him, swallowing down a half-smile. He didn’t frighten her any more, none of them did. She wondered why.
Davey was trying to attract Carol’s attention. Out of the corner of her mouth, she hissed to Donna: ‘If that ponce don’t leave me alone I’ll knock him into the grave along with your Georgio.’