Chapters (100)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Note to Readers
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Part 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
- Part Two
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Part Three
- 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
- Part Four
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- Chapter Sixty-Eight
- Chapter Sixty-Nine
- Chapter Seventy
- Chapter Seventy-One
- Chapter Seventy-Two
- Chapter Seventy-Three
- Chapter Seventy-Four
- Chapter Seventy-Five
- Chapter Seventy-Six
- Part Five
- Chapter Seventy-Seven
- Chapter Seventy-Eight
- Chapter Seventy-Nine
- Chapter Eighty
- Part Six
- Chapter Eighty-One
- Chapter Eighty-Two
- Chapter Eighty-Three
- Author’s Note
- Book Club Questions for The Life We Almost Had
- Acknowledgements
- Extract
- Chapter One
- About the Publisher
Oliver opens his arms and Anna steps into them. This is goodbye.
Chapter Sixty-Two
Anna
‘We’re going home tomorrow,’ I tell Adam.
I’m trying to stay positive. Oliver’s right. I’ve a support network waiting for me at home: Nan, Mum, Nell, Josh. Together, we’ll all keep the faith that one day Adam might recover.
Two years.
Twelve years.
Twenty years.
Without the help of Oliver, I worry how long I’ll be able to keep alive the vibrant Adam who lives clearly in my mind. But I vow I will. I can’t ever let him become a memory, vague and fading.
‘So…’ Usually I fill the silence with chatter, recollections of times past or plans for the future but now I cannot think of a single thing to say. I feel lost. As though I’ve forgotten who I am and why I’m here. As though I have failed my husband, failed us both. The thought of our little family slipping away, of never holding Harry in my arms, is heartbreaking.
Outside it is gloomy. For the first time since we arrived on the island, the sun isn’t beaming down. Clouds slip across the sky like ghosts.
Intermittently I doze.
Each time I wake, I remember we are leaving soon and I feel desolate once more. A ripple of a memory stirs, just outside my grasp. There’s something important, something that will change everything. I try and force it to the forefront of my mind but my recollection is slow and muddied.
I lay my head on Adam’s chest and whisper, I need you.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Adam
Anna’s head is on my chest. It’s impossible to gauge whether she has her eyes open or closed. I need to move. Speak. Do something.
Trying to raise my finger is like trying to lift a two-tonne weight. Mentally draining and physically impossible. My eyelids are equally heavy and my frustration builds; even babies can blink.
Anna.
I am incredulous that she can’t hear me calling her name. That she can’t see the shape of it leave my lips.
Chapter Sixty-Four
Anna
‘Anna.’ Adam’s voice is warm and soft.
‘You’re awake?’ A sunburst of happiness. I touch his face. His lips. Feel his mouth crinkle into a smile.
‘Yeah. Sorry. Have I been asleep long?’
‘Too long.’
‘What have I missed?’
Everything.
Nothing.
Me.
‘Happy anniversary, husband.’
‘Happy anniversary, wife.’
I have to fetch Oliver. Ring the buzzer and summon Luis, but I can’t let go of Adam. I won’t let go of Adam.
He holds me close. ‘Anna.’ His voice a whisper in the breeze.
I jolt awake.