Chapter 38
Clare waved Jack goodbye and slipped out the childcare centre door. She collapsed back into the car. Samson laid his great head on her shoulder, and she stroked his muzzle. ‘Why the hell we’re fighting so hard to keep that child is a mystery to me,’ she said. ‘Maybe we should just let Taylor have him. It would serve her right.’ Samson pulled away, as if he disapproved.
Jack had been more impossible than ever that morning. Clare had learned long ago that the boy was an emotional barometer. She’d tried to act as if today was a normal day, but she hadn’t fooled him. Consequently it had taken longer than usual to coax him into the car. It had taken even longer to pry him out of it and then there was the painful leaving scene, where he clung to her and yelled at the long-suffering
