Chapter 10
In an hour Faith would be gone – flown to Paris. Sam concentrated on the road, on finding the airport turnoff, steeling herself against her mother’s constant stream of words. ‘You mustn’t move those two into our house while I’m away,’ said Faith, her voice taut with anxiety. ‘This is so hard for me, Sam. I can’t have Mary taking over my home as well as my daughter.’
Sam’s grip tightened on the wheel until her knuckles were white. Careful now. Faith would soon be in France. A long month away, breathing space for them both. ‘Why would you think I’d do that, Mum?’ she said. ‘I never said anything about them moving in.’
‘I’ve done my research. Charlene won’t be able to return to that backwater with her mother, not for ages. They’ll need ongoing treatment in the city, and they’ll
