CHAPTER 44
“THANKS FOR THE coffee. I’m awake again now.”
She sipped the hot latte and reflected on the many occasions she had sat with him in motorway service cafes just like they were doing today, but instead they would have been on their way either to or from Cambridge for IVF treatment. They would have sat at similar tables to the one they were presently occupying, not awkward in each other’s company, but full of hope for the repeat procedure she was about to undergo. She remembered he would more often than not be silent; doing a grand job of somehow listening to her nervous chatter, but actually not really hearing anything she said at all. Much later when she eventually felt the menstrual cramps that signalled the start of another period, he would hold her tight until she was all
