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Chapters (60)
  1. Cover
  2. Books by Sheryl Browne
  3. Dedication
  4. KARLA
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-One
  26. Twenty-Two
  27. Twenty-Three
  28. Twenty-Four
  29. Twenty-Five
  30. Twenty-Six
  31. Twenty-Seven
  32. Twenty-Eight
  33. Twenty-Nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-One
  36. Thirty-Two
  37. Thirty-Three
  38. Thirty-Four
  39. Thirty-Five
  40. Thirty-Six
  41. Thirty-Seven
  42. Thirty-Eight
  43. Thirty-Nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-One
  46. Forty-Two
  47. Forty-Three
  48. Forty-Four
  49. Forty-Five
  50. Forty-Six
  51. Forty-Seven
  52. Forty-Eight
  53. Epilogue
  54. The Affair
  55. Hear more from Sheryl
  56. Books by Sheryl Browne
  57. A Letter from Sheryl
  58. The Babysitter
  59. The Second Wife
  60. Acknowledgements

Where in God’s name was she? Ending the call as Karla’s phone went to voicemail, Jason tried to bury the dark thoughts rattling around in his head, as they did every time she stayed out. There was nothing he could do. He couldn’t stop her. All he could do was wait and pray she was safe.

Checking on Josh, he lifted the iPad from his bed, carefully removed his son’s glasses from his face and then reached to flick off the bedside light. Josh had taken to leaving it on at night lately. Up until recently, he’d claimed he was ‘too big’ for night lights. Four foot six being a little short of the average height for a ten-year-old, he wasn’t actually that big. Right now, he looked exactly like what he was: a vulnerable, confused child.

Swallowing back his guilt at the part he’d played in turning his children’s worlds upside down, Jason tucked the duvet around Josh and then headed back to the landing. Aware of his son’s propensity to see shadows in corners if he did wake in the small hours, he left the door open a fraction then went to check on Holly.

Her lamp was also on, he realised, as he noticed the light spilling from under her door. He eased the door open and peered around it, and his heart sank. She’d fallen asleep with her earphones in. They would both be exhausted in the morning.