He put the phone down. ''I've done it again, haven't I?' he said. He wondered if her inevitable reunionwith her husband had yet been accomplished; hegenuinely hoped so (and admired himself at the same timefor hoping it). Not that I feel like eating.
She realised her fists were clenched,her hands sweating. ''Well, just one of those things. Lying weak and wretched in her hospital bed, hazy withdrugs and pain, contemplating all that she had lo It had been a cot death; she had gone in to pick the baby upfor her morning feed and found her.
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