MIDNIGHT - HarperCollins NZ
MIDNIGHT - HarperCollins NZ
MIDNIGHT - HarperCollins NZ
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JOSEPHINE COX<br />
six-year-old with long, fair plaits and mucky hands,<br />
instead of a shapely, pretty woman aged thirty. ‘What<br />
am I to do with you, eh?’<br />
‘Sorry, Mother.’ Following doctors’ advice, Libby had<br />
learned how to deal with her mother’s unpredictable<br />
moods. ‘It won’t happen again, I promise.’ Gently<br />
reaching out, she suggested in a quiet voice, ‘Come on<br />
now, Mum. Don’t let your tea go cold. You know how<br />
you hate cold tea.’<br />
Unsure, Eileen moved back a step. ‘Too cheeky for<br />
your own good, that’s the truth of it. Drive me to<br />
distraction at times, you really do!’<br />
‘I try not to.’ She gently wrapped her fingers about<br />
the older woman’s hand. ‘Come on, Mum.’<br />
Eileen took a tentative step forward, only to pause<br />
again as though unsure. ‘You do realise, don’t you? I<br />
shall have to tell your father when he comes down.’<br />
‘If you must.’<br />
‘He’ll probably smack your legs.’ She jabbed her<br />
forefinger into Libby’s chest. ‘Oh, and don’t think I’ll<br />
stop him this time, because you deserve a smack!’<br />
‘I expect I do.’<br />
There followed a quiet moment, during which the<br />
older woman took stock of the situation, her kindly<br />
gaze holding her daughter’s attention. ‘Perhaps I won’t<br />
tell him,’ she confided in a whisper, ‘because he can<br />
get nasty when he has to give you a telling-off.’ Her<br />
face softened. ‘Yet he loves you, Libby. We both do.’<br />
Choking back the tears, Libby told her, ‘And I love<br />
you, Mum . . . so very much.’<br />
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