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Excerpt
Louisa has just been to see her best friend Nicky, who has just got out of hospital and is staying with Valentin. She was supposed to discuss a rather sensitive subject with her…

 ‘How was Nicky?’ Ronnie asks when I return. He follows my glance. ‘They’re all in bed. Wiped out.’

‘Ah, good. Nicky’s putting a brave face on. I’m just so glad she has Valentin.’

‘Me too.’ He turns his body towards me as I sit on the sofa. ‘So, what do Nicky and Valentin think of your latest stunt?’ Ronnie’s eyes flash, and I recoil from the anger in them.

‘Wh-a-a-t?’

‘You heard me. What do they think about you going public about the accident?’

Shit. I was so focused on Nicky and her recovery and her settling into Valentin’s and how much I hoped Xander had enjoyed the party, I completely forgot to mention it. Aargh!

I draw air into my lungs. Despite Mum taking over the majority of the work at Wedded Bliss and Jo and Wendy helping out with the kids as needed, and Mum and Dad too, I’m still trudging through treacle. I just can’t seem to get going. My to-do lists are having babies of their own, and I’m scoring off what feels like precisely nothing, and whether it’s related to the accident or baby brain, I can’t remember stuff. Stuff I need to remember. My brain cells seem to be floating in the middle of a big bowl of jelly. Everything is foggy and fuzzy. I keep adding four and four and making nine.

‘I forgot to tell them,’ I admit.

‘How convenient,’ Ronnie snaps, and it feels like he has sucker-punched me. I understand he’s none too impressed about the family photo tomorrow morning, but that’s no excuse for being downright nasty.

‘Actually, it’s not. I’ll simply tell her tomorrow,’ I say breezily as if it’s of no consequence. It bloody is, but I’m not letting Ronnie realise that. He’s obviously been fizzing about this whilst I’ve been gone. Let him stew. It will only do him good.

Shortly afterwards, as I’m heading for bed, Ronnie says, ‘By the way, this farce of a family photo shoot tomorrow?’

When I don’t deign that with a response, he goes on. ‘You’re on your own. I’m not doing it, and I won’t allow the kids to be part of it.’

I draw myself up to my full five feet five. ‘Excuse me? You won’t allow it? Last time I checked they had two parents, and this one wants to get them the house they want, and this is the only way I could see to do that. So, unless you’re going to be helpful, perhaps it’s better you’re not there.’

Colour rises in Ronnie’s face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so angry. ‘And you think you’re making the better choice here? You think it’s OK for you to decide this about our family, our children, without consulting me?’ Flecks of spittle land on my top.

I look down at them. ‘Hmm, attractive, Ronnie. Try not to spit when you speak.’

He rises then and for a second, I think he’s going to hit me, and I take a step back instinctively. But I should have known better – Ronnie would never hit me or any other woman, but to say he’s incandescent would be putting it mildly. He opens the suite door and lets it bang shut behind him.

That went well.

Author Bio – Susan Buchanan lives in Scotland with her husband, their two young children and a crazy Labrador called Benji. She has been reading since the age of four and had to get an adult library pass early as she had read the entire children’s section by the age of ten.

Susan writes contemporary fiction, often set in Scotland, usually featuring travel, food or Christmas. When not working, writing, or caring for her two delightful cherubs, Susan loves reading (obviously), the theatre, quiz shows and eating out – not necessarily in that order!

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