Chapters (84)
- 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
- Chapter thirty-four
- Chapter thirty-five
- Chapter thirty-six
- Chapter thirty-seven
- Chapter thirty-eight
- Chapter thirty-nine
- Chapter forty
- Chapter forty-one
- Chapter forty-two
- Chapter forty-three
- Chapter forty-four
- Chapter forty-five
- Chapter forty-six
- Chapter forty-seven
- Chapter forty-eight
- Chapter forty-nine
- Chapter fifty
- Chapter fifty-one
- Chapter fifty-two
- Chapter fifty-three
- Chapter fifty-four
- Chapter fifty-five
- Chapter fifty-six
- Chapter fifty-seven
- Chapter fifty-eight
- Chapter fifty-nine
- Chapter sixty
- Chapter sixty-one
- Chapter sixty-two
- Chapter sixty-three
- Chapter sixty-four
- Chapter sixty-five
- Chapter sixty-six
- Chapter sixty-seven
- Chapter sixty-eight
- Chapter sixty-nine
- Chapter seventy
- Chapter seventy-one
- Chapter seventy-two
- Chapter seventy-three
- Chapter seventy-four
- Chapter seventy-five
- Chapter seventy-six
- Chapter seventy-seven
- Chapter seventy-eight
- Chapter seventy-nine
- Chapter eighty
- Chapter eighty-one
- Chapter eighty-two
- Chapter eighty-three
- Chapter eighty-four
My child would have been twelve now—I don’t even know if the baby was a boy or a girl. I thought I’d wait a few years, until I was more mature, before I set about replacing the void it created in my life. When you’re young, you think that you have your fertility under control. You think that you’ll have a great career, then find a nice man, settle down and when the time is right, start a family. But Mother Nature is spiteful and cruel. The great career leaves you so exhausted that you’ve no time to find a nice man. The nice man might never appear or he might turn out to be not-so-nice and run off with a work colleague at an inopportune moment. Or he might have been wearing his underpants too tight and have sluggish sperm. When you think the time is right Mother Nature has already been working on shrinking your ovaries and tinkering about with your hormones, so that becoming pregnant turns into a battle of science and technology over your own body.
The abortion left me with scarred Fallopian tubes—so the consultant said—but it left other parts of me scarred far worse than that. And my punishment now is that I can’t have the one thing I want more than anything—that which I let go with so little thought.
Edie tops up her own glass. ‘Crash over here tonight?’
‘Yes.’ My mother is right. Being alone isn’t easy. I can’t face going back to look at Jake’s side of the wardrobe empty.
‘You’ll be okay,’ Edie says softly.
‘Yes.’ I nod.
‘You always are, Lyssa,’ she continues, now sounding more than a little slurred. ‘You’re the strong one. The survivor.’
Nothing makes me want to lie down and weep more than someone calling me a survivor.
‘You need to be kind to yourself for a while,’ Edie suggests. ‘At least tell me you’re going to drop the baby thing for the time being.’
‘I haven’t got any choice, have I? One side of my nice, big double bed will be noticeably empty from now on.’ I get a pang of loneliness and anger as I think of Jake out of my life and with someone else. Someone else with a bigger bottom and more arm muscles than me.
I remember Monica telling me that penguins only have sex once a year. It looks like I’m going to be joining them.
Chapter nineteen
Chapter nineteen
I had to get up at the crack of dawn, go home, get changed and then drag myself into work. The longer I spend as a commuter, the harder it gets.