thirty-nine
Liverpool that evening was amazing, and for Elizabeth it felt more special because her daughter was in the crowd, dancing and singing and generally letting her traumatised hair down. After the shock of Adam leaving had subsided, Annabel had vowed that she would never again allow another man to wear her down like he had. She declared that she was back to her former bubbly, confident self and she was going to be absolutely fine. At the end of the gig Elizabeth went on a pub crawl with her. Ten bars later and after copious amounts of alcohol, they staggered back to the hotel with Elizabeth shushing her daughter’s alley cat rendition of I will survive. Melody was curled into a foetal position, her snores lifting the bed sheets. This set Annabel into glorious giggles that had Eliza
