Chapters (87)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sixty
- Sixty-One
- Sixty-Two
- Sixty-Three
- Sixty-Four
- Sixty-Five
- Sixty-Six
- Sixty-Seven
- Sixty-Eight
- Sixty-Nine
- Seventy
- Seventy-One
- Seventy-Two
- Seventy-Three
- Seventy-Four
- Seventy-Five
- Seventy-Six
- Seventy-Seven
- Seventy-Eight
- Seventy-Nine
- Eighty
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Extract from To Keep You Safe
- About the Author
‘We should think it over. It’s all our money. And more – much more.’
‘But we can’t risk losing it. It’s the best we’ve seen.’ I patted my stomach. ‘We’ll not find a better one.’ Money was tight; we knew I’d be stopping work soon and we would miss my nurse’s wage. In those days, we still believed that I’d be going back after a few months.
‘But . . .’ He rubbed his cheek in the way he always did when unsure and thinking things over. ‘But you said we were only looking at it to get an understanding of the market . . .’
I loved him in that moment more than I had ever loved him because I knew he was thinking about it only because I wanted him to. Even more than when I told him I was pregnant and he beamed with joy. Even more than when he introduced me to his widowed mother as if I were a princess. We loved each other a lot back then.
‘Please, Nick!’ My fingers squeezed his arm, perhaps a little too hard. ‘I really want this flat.’
He squeezed my hand and nodded.
*
Nick was – and is – the love of my life. It was to my joy that we came together and it was to my shame how we parted. Much of what went on in our world was as dark as the shadows that we came together in, but I never could regret it because we had Jack.
Jack.
Six
six:
– now –
I remember everything now.
Jack is very nearly eight years old and he is beautiful and he’s in danger.
Now, every molecule I have is refocused and tuned to save him. I hope he’s upstairs where I finally left him, carefully unpeeling my hand from his, as we do every night when he finally falls asleep. But I’m scared he’s gone.
I’m scared he’s been taken.
I know I’m in the cottage I rented a year ago; I think his father has found us.
The screaming of the foxes is now replaced by silent screaming in my head.
I know I’ve been hit. I know this is why I am grey and foggy and there’s bright white pain at the back of my head.
I sit up. The suddenness of my movement makes my shoulders scream. I’m numb. I don’t get more than a few inches without feeling the grey rolling back again, this time with the need to vomit.
I try again to touch the hurt, but I realise he has tied my hands behind my back.
Of course he has.