Chapter 22She had the urge to drive onto the motorway in the wrong direction and crash into the biggest lorry she saw. But she hadn't the courage to do that. She was afraid of everything these days, including – no, especially – tending to a defenceless little baby. John shouldn't push her because that's when she did bad things.
There remained only one place to go, so she turned off to the right. That house was rapidly becoming the only place she felt at peace.
She parked the car in front of the garage and sighed with relief. The door opened and out he came, all smiles, and took her into his arms, holding her close as she wept.
'Come on in, love.' He guided her inside.
'Thanks, Dad,' she whimpered.
'I'll make us a drink, shall I? A coffee with a dash of rum in it? That'll give you a li
