A Good Mother by Patricia Dixon

Author:Patricia Dixon [Dixon, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books

Hi, I was wondering if I’d hear from you. Welcome back and yes, I’ll come over as soon as I can get away. Sooner the better. I’ll be in touch soon. J

And there it was. Proof she hadn’t imagined it. Proof that he’d been biding his time for over a year. Proof that Gina had been nothing more than a convenient stop-gap and source of sex and entertainment while he waited for his lover to return.

What a mug she’d been. The sooner the better. Christ, he was gagging for it and yes, her husband knew where Bella was all right… two point seven miles up the road. Ready and willing to show him what he’d been missing.

As she’d sat there on the swivel stool, staring at the phone which lay on the kitchen island, Gina swooned. The floor flipped, the edges of the room blurred, and invisible hands gripped her throat preventing her from breathing. Cold dread engulfed her body and in the midst of pseudo heart failure, all she could hear was Jimmy singing in the bath.

By the time he wandered back into the kitchen, having learnt how to live with the fear and knowing how to mask the stain it left behind, Gina faced his deceit head on, the only way she knew how. With more of her own.

Slipping his phone into her pocket, out of sight until she could stuff it back down the side of the sofa cushion where she’d found it, Gina sucked in air and steadied her trembling body.

‘You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost. You haven’t, have you?’ Jimmy pulled his robe tighter around his body and feigned a terrified look, then made his way to the fridge.

‘No, course not. I think I’m getting a migraine and came over a bit queasy, in fact my period’s due, so it’ll be that. I think I’ll have an early night.’ Gina slid off the stool and tested her legs. Yes, they still held her up.

Jimmy prattled on. ‘So, you won’t fancy a beer… shall I make you a brew?’

‘No, no it’s fine.’ Gina spoke to his back as he grabbed a mug, and flicked on the kettle, her voice trailing off as she threw his phone onto the couch then made her way towards the stairs, not wanting to look at his face or hear his voice for a moment longer than necessary.

‘You go to bed, love and I’ll bring one up, and some toast to settle your stomach… take a paracetamol, there’s some in the cabinet in the bathroom.’

She heard the fridge door open and the sounds of rummaging as he raided the shelves for his obligatory pre-bed snack. He was totally oblivious to his wife’s true state of distress as she wearily climbed the stairs.

That night Gina didn’t look in on Max and Mimi or remove her make-up and brush her teeth. Instead she dragged off her jeans and climbed straight into bed not caring if her bra was uncomfortable and her T-shirt would make her hot.

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