Chapters (52)
- Cover
- Dedication
- OCTOBER 2014 London, UK
- PART ONE
- FEBRUARY 1976 London, UK
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- FEBRUARY 1976 London, UK
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MARCH 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MARCH 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MARCH 1976 Lausanne/Bern, Switzerland
- JUNE 2016 Lausanne, Switzerland
- MARCH 1976 London, UK
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MARCH 1976 London, UK
- PART TWO
- APRIL 1976 London, UK
- JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- APRIL 1976 Oxfordshire/London, UK
- JULY 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MAY 1976 London, UK
- JULY 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- MAY 1976 London, UK
- JULY 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- JUNE 1976 London, UK
- JULY 2016 Lausanne/Montreux, Switzerland
- JUNE 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- JULY 2016 Thun/Reichenbach, Switzerland
- JULY 1976 London, UK
- AUGUST 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- PART THREE
- AUGUST 1976 London, UK
- AUGUST 2016 Lausanne, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- AUGUST 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- AUGUST 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- AUGUST 2016 Montreux/Lutry, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- AUGUST 2016 Lutry, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 1976 Lausanne, Switzerland
- AUGUST 2016 Lutry, Switzerland
- OCTOBER 1976 London, UK
- AUGUST 2016 Vevey, Switzerland
- SEPTEMBER 2016 London, UK
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgements
- More from the Author
- About the Author
‘I don’t know.’ Ellis looked up from his typewriter, a grin on his face. ‘Offer her some cash for her life story and even a fat old bugger like you might get lucky.’
Sylvia had sighed and closed the paper. She thought of Evelyne and her friends.
Switzerland must seem like the most backwards place to you.
Hardly. But the men’s comments only propelled her onwards. Now she had one big feature in the bag, she needed to capitalise on her success by pitching some more. She’d stayed late every night this week searching for ideas, reading news-in-briefs, telephoning contacts, scouring the cuttings library.
Ever since the clinic, it had become a compulsion because all she saw now was an egg-timer, the sand flowing fast, running down, urging her to do more, work harder, get those features in before it was too late. It felt like she was playing a game of snakes and ladders and, if she wasn’t careful, in around six months’ time she’d have no choice but to slide down the longest ladder in the game and end up right back at the bottom again.
JUNE 2016 Montreux, Switzerland
JESS
From <[email protected]>
Darling Jess,
My heart just about burst to see the photo you messaged me. I’m so glad that woman, Nina, let you have it. How young your mum looks – and how fashionable, with her Afghan coat and flares! I suppose we were all that young, once. It’s so long ago I can hardly remember looking that fresh-faced. Although, I always think you don’t change much on the inside. Sometimes I still think I’m 25, and then what an awful shock I get when I look in the mirror!
I’m so delighted you’ve started to do some investigating. I know you’re still unsure about it, but I really do think it’s the right course of action. You’ve been so brave about it all, Jess, even though you might not feel it. I know it’s been so hard, but you’re at the beginning of the end of the tough times now, I know it. You’re going to get through this and come out the other side.
Keep me updated with your next steps and know that I’m here whenever you want to talk.
Lots of love,
Maggie xx