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Chapters (44)
  1. Cover
  2. Everyone LOVES Katie Ginger!
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Katie Ginger
  5. The Perfect Christmas Gift
  6. Dedication
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Extract
  40. Chapter 1
  41. Acknowledgements
  42. Dear Reader …
  43. Keep Reading …
  44. About the Publisher

‘Miss Moore, will you speak to Richard’s parents at pick-up time, please? And Miss Radcliffe, as Freddie’s teacher, sees if he’s happy to continue in school. If he’s very upset, he can come and work with me in my office, but he may prefer to be with his friends. If he wants to go home, that’s fine too. He’s had quite a shock, but as it’s already half past two, there may not be time for his dad to get here.’

‘I’ll speak to Freddie and ring Mr Cowley straight away if he wants to go home.’

‘Thank you.’

‘Is Amias staying in your office?’ Bella asked.

‘No. I’m afraid I’ve asked his parents to collect him immediately. I think it would be prudent for him to be excluded from school for one day so we can deal with things.’

‘Right.’ Bella shot a glance at Nina. She’d never known a child to be excluded for the day and it went to show the seriousness of Amias’s actions. Bella had worried she was overreacting, but this proved she wasn’t.

Nick would be absolutely devastated to know this had happened to the son he so clearly adored, and as hard as it would be, she wished she rather than Nina could be the one to call him, though her heart stung at the thought of bringing him even more pain.

Chapter 15

Nick only realised he had a voicemail when he stepped out of his truck and checked the time on his phone. The signal between Witchbury and Meadowbank could be a little patchy when you hit one of the valleys, but most of the time it didn’t matter. He always called clients back if they left a message and he wasn’t a fan of hands-free.

It wasn’t until he saw the name Meadowbank Primary that his stomach lurched unpleasantly. He’d been worrying every day there’d be another incident, but hopefully Freddie had simply forgotten something: his PE kit or some baking ingredients.