“Hannah contemplated several possible answers before saying, ‘Yes, I’m fine.’ ‘We could go away somewhere.’ He chewed a last mouthful of burnt bacon before slinging his plate and cutlery into the dishwasher with a crash. ‘Spend a bit of time together. You’re due plenty of leave.’ The coffee he’d made was bitter on her tongue but she drained the cup anyway. Better make the most of his solicitude; it wouldn’t last. At once she rebuked herself for cynicism. He was making an effort. She slid off the... stool. All she’d felt like eating for breakfast was a single slice of unbuttered toast. ‘What about the shop?’ ‘Tim and Melanie can look after things for a few days. I’ll cancel the Haydock Park fair.’ ‘OK, let’s talk about it tonight.’ ‘I’ll call you later.’ ‘No need. I thought I’d go into work later this morning.’ ‘Are you serious?’ He caught her hand, squeezed her fingers between his. ‘You’ve had a miscarriage, for Christ’s sake!’ Miscarriage.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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