CHAPTER 20
It was gone nine o’clock when Jill woke up. She turned over expecting to find her husband beside her, but immediately saw his side of the bed had not been slept in. He had been doing that a lot lately since the holiday. She swung the duvet back and sat on the edge of the bed, her feet looking for her slippers. She stood up and the hem of her nightdress fell to her ankles. She reached for her dressing gown from where it hung on the back of the bedroom door. She slipped it on and fastened it.
The house was quiet, no television on in the children’s bedrooms, only the steady tick of the grandfather clock in the hall. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she crossed to the front door and went to take the safety chain off as she did every morning, but it was already hanging loo
