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Chapters (54)
  1. Cover
  2. WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS
  3. Dedication
  4. Part One
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Part Two
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Part Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Part Four
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Chapter Thirty-Five
  43. Chapter Thirty-Six
  44. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  45. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Chapter Forty-One
  49. Chapter Forty-Two
  50. Acknowledgements
  51. Keep Reading …
  52. About the Author
  53. By the same author:
  54. About the Publisher

‘No, just a Lidl over the road.’ She snorts. ‘So that’s what’s been going on here today. Hannah liked the idea, for another museum, maybe – or even for us, if this hadn’t happened, and we had the time and resources to put on something like that. But we don’t. It’ll be all hands on deck with assessing the damage and costing up repairs.’

I glance at the time on the digital display in my car. ‘Okay, well, look – thanks for showing it to her anyway.’

‘Oh, Viv. I thought it was a brilliant idea. I’m so sorry. I’m gutted.’

‘Me too, but never mind. We tried, didn’t we? And it was a great idea. But I’m at school now, and I really have to go.’

Tuesday, September 17

I can hardly fall apart over a rejected proposal when such a terrible thing has happened to the museum. Inflicting damage on it – when it’s threatened with closure anyway – seems as low and disgusting as attacking a frail elderly person and stealing their purse.

And what a mad thing to do anyway! Freeing battery chickens and laboratory animals, I can understand; i.e. living creatures. But not a faded stoat that’s been gazing out of its glass dome since something like 1867. So I decide to try and put it out of my mind, and focus on things that really matter.

For instance, Izzy, who is thrilled by the news that, finally, a place has come up for her at Brownies (like the most coveted handbags, the local pack has a waiting list), which means she can start next week.

We while away the evening researching Brownie Badges online, and deciding which ones she might go for first:

Painting

Baking

Inventing

Mindfulness (yes, really …)

Grow Your Own

And for me? All I can think of is all the time and energy and hope I poured into that proposal, and how it’s ended up being pointless. Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be a ‘Well, at least she gave it a shot’ badge.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Thursday, September 19

A crappy day all round. Work was a drudge, and now we’re home Izzy seems to have a cold. She is listless and runny-nosed. I try to cheer her up by chatting about the upcoming Brownie camp, hoping she’ll be well enough to go. She was so enthusiastic last night when I picked her up from her first meeting. As lots of her friends (including Maeve) are in the pack, it felt both familiar and thrillingly new.

However, tonight she just lies on the sofa, wrapped up in a blanket, sipping hot blackcurrant squash and seemingly feeling even sorrier for herself than I do.

Friday, September 20