Chapter 24
Clare rushed into the bathroom with a towel and clean clothes for Jack. Tom was back, sitting on the edge of the ancient, clawed bath, washing Jack’s face and helping him to build a bubble bath tower. The little boy was giggling and squealing as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.
Tom stood and gave Clare a swift kiss. ‘I’ll clear off. Give you some time to talk with Jack.’ Clare nodded absently, still in a daze, barely registering Tom’s lips against hers, the burn of them. She hoisted Jack from the tub and wrapped him in a towel. Please let the clock on the wall be fast. It couldn’t be one o’clock already. She had not told Jack about his mother’s visit yet.
It hadn’t helped that she’d been on the phone to Kim Maguire for half the morning. Clare had rung her t
