CHAPTER 32
OVER THE NEXT two weeks, the crazy world I’d been thrust into the middle of became the new normal. Life at Albany House settled into a routine.
I didn’t hear a peep from my mother, but Dorothy texted every day to check I was okay, and Father showed his newly found caring side by calling a couple of times a week, meaning I felt both guilty for lying to him and sad because I couldn’t go home to visit.
“I’ve cut down on the trips abroad,” he told me. “After all these years, I’ve decided to start delegating more.”
“That’s good. You’ve always worked too hard.”
“Funny, I always thought the best thing I could do for my family would be to provide for them, but now...now I realise I should have given time rather than money.” His breath hitched. “I just wish I could turn back the clo
