The Photograph_A gripping love story with a heartbreaking twist by Debbie Rix

Author:Debbie Rix [Rix, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786814760
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2018-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

At the clinic, the nurse tried to be as encouraging as possible.

‘It could be all sorts of things… try not to worry. You’ve been doing really well.’

‘When will we know?’ asked Sophie, holding back her emotions.

‘Someone will call tomorrow with the results of this blood test.’ The nurse smiled bravely, but Sophie had a sick, sinking feeling.

She began to bleed on the way home. Just a little at first, but she knew what it meant.

As the afternoon wore on, the bleeding became more profuse, and the cramps more severe – like the first day of her period. While she lay in bed, weeping, Hamish called the clinic.

‘I’m really sorry,’ the doctor told him. ‘Just give her some pain relief – we’ll be in touch with the results tomorrow, but it’s not looking good.’

Hamish lay next to her in bed, as she wept. There was nothing he could say. All he could do was be there…

When the call finally came the following day, they didn’t need to be told the results. She had lost the baby.

‘I’m so sorry,’ said the receptionist. ‘If you’d like to come in and see the doctor, I can arrange something as soon as possible.’

Sophie could barely speak through her haze of tears. They choked her, suffocating her. Somehow, somewhere, the baby had gone. But where? The idea of her child disappearing was a form of torture. Had she peed it out on the loo? Had it slipped out in bed, or as she stood in front of the cooker? She was only a few weeks’ pregnant - how small had it been? In her mind, she saw it as a complete child, a miniscule version of a human being. A tiny doll that had somehow been mislaid – like one of the figures who had inhabited her doll’s house when she was a child.

Hamish encouraged her to stay in bed and rest. He covered her with a blanket, and lay next to her stroking her hair. Remarkably, after a little while, she fell asleep, exhausted by emotion.

She dreamt vividly of the lost baby – a little girl, no bigger than a lentil… like Thumbelina. She imagined her tiny child adrift in the world, wandering alone through the garden, with blades of grass towering above her head, calling for her mother. But she couldn’t reach her. Couldn’t find her. In her sleep she lashed out.

‘Hey…’ said Hamish, smoothing Sophie’s hair away from her damp forehead. ‘Your mother’s not here, but I am. You’ve had a bad dream, that’s all. You’re too hot, darling… here… drink this.’

He helped her to sit up in bed and handed her a glass of water. Her lips were dry and cracked. Her eyes hot, still stinging from the tears.

‘I lost the baby…’ was all she could say.

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