Chapters (45)
- Cover
- Praise for Lisa Hall
- About the Author
- Also by Lisa Hall
- Note to Readers
- Dedication
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Acknowledgements
- Extract
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- About the Publisher
Now, I feel an intense longing to hear her voice, and I pull out my mobile and scroll until I find her name, stabbing at the button to connect. It rings, the long, single tone of the international call, and I hold my breath, waiting. It clicks to voicemail, my mother’s voice flying down the line speaking rapid French that I still understand, even though I haven’t spoken it for so long, and then the beep of the message.
‘Mum. It’s me, Allie.’ I pause, not sure what to say. ‘I just wanted to say … I miss you. And I wish you were here.’ My throat thickens and I have to swallow. ‘Things are … I just wish you were here, that’s all. I could do with your help.’ I hang up before the tears can leach into my voice.