The Perfect Life by Valerie Keogh

Author:Valerie Keogh [Keogh, Valerie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781913419615
Publisher: Bloodhound Books - crime, thriller and mystery
Published: 2020-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

19

When Jack still hadn’t arrived home by midnight, Molly headed to bed where exhaustion closed her eyes and she drifted into a restless sleep. But turmoil wasn’t a good bedfellow and after only a couple of hours she was wide awake.

The silence in the room was oppressive, uneasy. She felt pinned to the bed by the weight of all that was hanging over her and, panicking, she struggled to her feet and felt along the wall for the light switch. The sudden brightness swept the shadows and shades from the room. Her breathing, fast and rasping, slowed and quietened. There was no bogeyman hiding in the dark. She sank onto the bed and checked her watch. 3am.

She hadn’t heard Jack come in. He’d not wanted to wake her; she’d have preferred if he had. A sudden need to see him sent her barefooted to the spare bedroom, turning the doorknob and easing the door open. The curtains weren’t pulled, and streetlights lit the room… and the empty bed. He hadn’t come home.

Her eyes filled and she slumped against the wall. He had several friends; he could be with any of them. She returned to her bedroom and picked up her mobile, expecting to see a message from him. There were three: from Remi, Freya and Amelia, but nothing from Jack.

She crawled back under the duvet and shut her eyes. For the next few hours, she dozed, waking each time with a pounding in her chest and the faint hope that he had come home. Each time she swung her feet to the floor and crossed to the spare room, each time desolate to find it empty.

At six, she gave up, pulled a robe on and went down to make coffee and something to eat. Apart from half a sandwich she’d had at Amelia’s the day before, Molly had had nothing to eat since the hotel.

She made toast and sat at the table nibbling it while she drank her coffee and waited for the world to wake up. Finding the quiet of the house depressing, she switched on the TV. She didn’t look to see what was on, it didn’t matter; all she wanted was the sound of voices to keep her company.

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