“Years ago, when you were only little… your dad and I weren’t getting along. I was busy with you and my mother was ill. Your dad was going through a difficult time at work and having to work away a lot. I guess both of us were distracted.” She wanted to add that her distractions had been more valid than Jim’s, but didn’t.
“What are you saying mum? That dad left you for a while?” Danni asked, her voice a surprised staccato.
Fran
shook her head. She wished it had been that simple. “He didn’t leave. Well not
physically…” she clenched her fingers into her palms, feeling the nails bite into
the soft flesh, willing the pain to carry her through the awful news she was
about to impart.
I hope you are enjoying keeping up with this emerging story.Happy Reading!
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