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And as I begin to cry I feel alive again. And Ness leans forwards and rests her forehead against my own and holds me. I don’t deserve this. When I finish crying, she takes the photographs from my hands and goes through them all, showing them to me, reinforcing her words: the children are fine. The children are fine. And I begin to think maybe, just maybe, I am going to get out of here.
4 April
Dearest Connie,
I am sorry that it has been so long since you have heard from me. Please forgive me. I also offer my profuse apologies for my behaviour and for letting you down. It was deeply unprofessional of me. I hope my absence was explained to you by Dr. Johnson. The truth of it is – and I know what a stickler you are for the truth – that several complaints had been made about me (there was also CCTV footage) and I was taken off your case abruptly by my boss and was denied contact with you. It is not how I wanted to end things.
I want you to know that I have been deeply impressed by you, not just in regards to the work we did but as regards the work you do on yourself as a human being. You and your indomitable spirit have been an inspiration to me.
I was delighted to be informed, as no doubt you have been by now, that the Domestic Court has given you visitation rights twice a month. This is really very good news and I am sure your relationship with your children will thrive and that your life will take a strong turn for the better. Be sure that you keep taking the medication, which at last seems to be sorted. I am actually writing an article for the BMI regarding the misuse of benzodiazepines. Your story has deeply concerned me.
My news is that I am taking a year’s sabbatical. Si Hubby and I have decided to make a change in our lives. We are selling the house, putting things to rest and finally moving on. We have found a place in Sussex away from the dirt and grime of city life. I am looking forward to a new start, although I shall always return to Enfield to visit Abigail’s grave.
I wish you only the best with your journey. Look after yourself, dear Constance. It has been a blessing getting to know you. And I want to thank you for your boldness, your wit and your incisiveness, and for making me see the world a little differently.
Yours,
Emma Robinson