The Past

The Beginning

She slipped through my fingers. I lost my child and there was nothing I could do about it, but that’s not how it began.

Grace is looking at a mannequin in a shop window. It is wearing a dress she has admired for over a week now. Each morning, she stops and admires the cut of the dress, and the way in which the fabric hugs the curves of the mannequin. It’s a statement. Yes, that’s what it is. Waring such a dress, Grace thinks, is a measure of one’s own confidence in who one is, it defines who you are.

Disclosure

Joann says lightly, ‘What happened?’

‘It’s what didn’t happen. I could have stopped it,’ Mark says.

‘I blame you?’ Her voice rises.

‘I blame myself. It was my first reaction.’

‘And there obviously wasn’t a second reaction?’

‘No.’

‘Is red ok?’

‘Red or white I don’t mind as long as it has alcohol in it. Something smells nice and spicy.’

‘It’s just chilli and rice. I made it mild just in case. Here, let me take your coat.’

My new novel, The Girl In The Portrait will be published on Amazon shortly. Here is the book description.

A story of the secrets we keep, and the power of forgiveness to heal even the most damaged souls.

London, 1905, The Quartet, a group of classical musicians are about to embark on a tour of Greece. When a celebrated artist paints The Quartet’s portrait, no one foresees the drama that is to follow.