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He’s not laughing anymore.He’s coming towards me. He has something in his hand.I’ve fallen. I must have slipped. Hit my head on something. I thinkI’m going to be sick. Everything is red. I can’t get up.One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl . . . Three for a girl. I’mstuck on three, I just can’t get any further. My head is thick with sounds,my mouth thick with blood. Three for a girl. I can hear the magpies—they’re laughing, mocking me, a raucous cackling. A tiding. Bad tidings.I can see them now, black against the sun. Not the birds, something else.Someone’s coming. Someone is speaking to me. Now look. Now lookwhat you made me do.
RACHEL• • •SUNDAY, AUGUST 18, 2013AFTERNOONIn the living room, we sit in a little triangle: Tom on the sofa, the adoringfather and dutiful husband, daughter on his lap, wife at his side. And theex-wife opposite, sipping her tea. Very civilized. I’m sitting in the leatherarmchair that we bought from Heal’s just after we got married—it wasthe first piece of furniture we got as a married couple: soft tan butteryleather, expensive, luxurious. I remember how excited I was when it wasdelivered. I remember curling up in it, feeling safe and happy, thinking,This is what marriage is—safe, warm, comfortable.Tom is watching me, his brow knitted. He’s working out what to do,how to fix things. He’s not worried about Anna, I can see that. I’m theproblem.“She was a bit like you,” he says all of a sudden. He leans back on thesofa, shifting his daughter to a more comfortable position on his lap.“Well, she was and she wasn’t. She had that thing . . . messy, you know. Ican’t resist that.” He grins at me. “Knight in shining armour, me.”“You’re no one’s knight,” I say quietly.“Ah, Rach, don’t be like that. Don’t you remember? You all sad,because Daddy’s died, and just wanting someone to come home to,someone to love you? I gave you all that. I made you feel safe. Then youdecided to piss it all away, but you can’t blame me for that.”“I can blame you for a lot of things, Tom.”“No, no.” He wags a finger at me. “Let’s not start rewriting history. Iwas good to you. Sometimes . . . well, sometimes you forced my hand.But I was good to you. I took care of you,” he says, and it’s only thenthat it really registers: he lies to himself the way he lies to me. Hebelieves this. He actually believes that he was good to me.
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• • •She’s buried beneath a
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RACHEL• • •FRIDAY, JULY 5, 20
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It’s a relief to be back on the 8
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of days. I’m not sure how many of
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WEDNESDAY, JULY 10, 2013MORNINGThe
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licence and bought two bottles of w
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to the nub of a problem, dissect an
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I feel my heart beating just a litt
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“They’re just so fragile, aren
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So, I’m going to see a therapist!
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I walk out of the house, turn right
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I read through his messages: there
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voice that used to speak to me with
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vacuuming the hallway right outside
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MORNINGMy heartbeat feels as though
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I pick up my phone. There are two m
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I lie down on the bed and crawl und
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number, so I thought he might. He d
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progress. He’s used now to not ge
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on the walls, what colour to paint
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At first I wasn’t sure. It looked
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we’d have lots of opportunities l
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Before he left, I told Scott I was
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I feel uneasy. I walk around the ho
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Scott is a self-employed IT consult
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My heart thudding in my chest, I st
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how he’d got home, but it wasn’
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Road, just a few doors along from y
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We all sat down and nobody said any
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Riley and Gaskill exchanged a look,
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less traumatic than the surgical on
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“Mrs. Watson?”“Yes. Mrs. Wats
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I shrugged. “I already told you,
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Megan. I realize that perhaps, afte
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missing from her home since Saturda
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eyes on me; I just want to hide, to
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It comes from shared experience, fr
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excitement, the adrenaline. I’m b
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SATURDAY, JULY 20, 2013MORNINGI nev
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She took the child from me and I tr
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there were someone else in the room
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Everyone told me I was insane to ag
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RACHEL• • •SUNDAY, JULY 21, 2
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out, filling the space between us,
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I felt wretched then. I wasn’t he
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The man was standing next to a colo
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Why do you go running to him whenev
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“But you came to the house. Megan
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that time of the morning, and that
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into the doorway, my hand raised. I
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“I can’t, Scott, it’s too lat
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RACHEL• • •MONDAY, JULY 22, 2
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ANNA• • •MONDAY, JULY 22, 201
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I think we do need to. I can’t st
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killer, but appearances can be dece
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think. I keep trying to grasp at it
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MORNINGI am no longer travelling to
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“Are you accusing Anna of hurting
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curtains drawn. There is nothing to
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“I know that. But they seem to bu
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THURSDAY, AUGUST 1, 2013MORNINGTher
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television again. The same pictures
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And yet just a few months ago, I wa
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“After I left Ipswich, I moved in
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It’s darker still, I’m sure of
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RACHEL• • •SATURDAY, AUGUST 3
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There’s a brief mention of Kamal,
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head was straight . . . but there i
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Hipwells’ house, and she said it
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voice of a busy, confident man with
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of colour appear on his cheeks. “
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know that I had a cut on my head, a
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It wasn’t what I expected.By the
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“I’m not.”“All right. OK. C
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been drinking all afternoon, workin
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ANNA• • •WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 7,
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now I have to see not only Rachel,
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I hover, unsure whether to speak or
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How the tabloids got hold of that s
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I will give something of myself. Th
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and I’m not sure that I like her
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face. I gave her to him and ran. I
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grieving. He left you on your own i
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they were writing about her, the im
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ANNA• • •SATURDAY, AUGUST 10,
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there in the car park and I was thi
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look, and it seems to me that I’v
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fades. “Focusing on senses other
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I remember that. On that Saturday n
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looked, how blotchy and bedraggled
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MORNINGIn bed, his hands on my hips
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