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Back When I Lost You
Chapters (81)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Forty-three
  48. Forty-four
  49. Forty-five
  50. Forty-six
  51. Forty-seven
  52. Forty-eight
  53. Forty-nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-one
  56. Fifty-two
  57. Fifty-three
  58. Fifty-four
  59. Fifty-five
  60. Fifty-six
  61. Fifty-seven
  62. Fifty-eight
  63. Fifty-nine
  64. Sixty
  65. Sixty-one
  66. Sixty-two
  67. Sixty-three
  68. Sixty-four
  69. Sixty-five
  70. Sixty-six
  71. Sixty-seven
  72. Epilogue
  73. Acknowledgments
  74. Read More
  75. Prologue
  76. One
  77. Two
  78. Three
  79. Four
  80. Follow Merilyn online
  81. Dedication

Dear Carla,

I know I left abruptly and that must have upset you. I’m sorry for that. I haven’t gone for good, but I need time to get my head together and I felt if all my stuff was still in our flat I wouldn’t have space to do that.

I think, by now, you will know if you want children and if you want them with me. We have been together for over ten years now: we left school together, went to university together, and now live together. I can’t understand a reason why you don’t know yet whether you want children. Is it because you want a career? If so, you can still have that. Is it because you feel you want to explore the world a bit? If so, we can do that too.

I suppose what I’m trying to say is, we can fit the baby around whatever you want to do, but I don’t think I can compromise about having one.

Will you read this and think hard about what you want and then let me know? I don’t imagine it will take long to decide, so I would really appreciate hearing from you as soon as possible.

All my love to you, my lovely,

Baz

Nell put the letter down and rested her head on the pillow. ‘That’s good, yeah?’

Carla, staring out of the window, gave the smallest shrug.

‘Come on! Give the man a break. It was a sweet letter. Hell, it almost brought a tear to my eye.’

Carla smiled at her. That was better. God, Nell wanted a cigarette. Spotting a wheelchair in the corner of the ward, she nudged Carla’s arm.

‘Hey, Brown, fancy recreating The Great Escape?’

Carla followed her nod. ‘Seriously?’

‘Seriously.’

Carla glanced at the corridor, then back at the chair. ‘OK, Jackson, you’re on.’

Outside, Carla rolled them each a cigarette, lighting Nell’s before handing it to her.

‘Do you think Bremer’s going to hang around?’ she asked.

Nell took a long drag, enjoying the sudden rush to her head. ‘What do you mean?’

‘Well, now he’s got a good result under his belt, do you think he’ll move on up?’

‘Maybe, but I think he’ll want one more case with us, just to prove it wasn’t a fluke.’

‘Do you want him to go?’ Carla asked.

‘A week ago, I probably would have said yes, but now …’ Nell shrugged. ‘I don’t think I do.’

‘Me neither.’

She watched Carla look around at the other smokers, huddled in their groups. ‘What’s up?’

‘There was a journalist here when I arrived. Just didn’t fancy bumping into him again.’

‘What did he want?’

‘A quote.’

‘Well maybe it would be useful to have a pet journo. Save us getting a kicking in the press every day.’