Thirty-ThreeKatherine popped her head around the kitchen door, smiling at Doug. He was sat reading the paper, his glasses perched on the end of his nose. “Would you like some coffee Doug?”
He looked up, smiling at his daughter-in-law to be. “Why not? Did Alicia go down okay?”
“Out like a light. She will probably wake in a few hours for her late feed.”
Doug looked at the clock on the wall. It had just turned eight. The sky outside the kitchen window was pitch dark, the temperature balmy for the time of the year. “I can't remember Jake and Rick's feeding times. It was that long ago.”
Katherine chuckled. “Did Alison give both boys the breast?”
The question took Doug by surprise. It took a second to regain his thoughts. “Err, yes, she did. It was a different world back then. We'd only jus
