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Contents Cover Title Page Dedication Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Cha...
Contents Cover Title Page Dedication Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Acknowledgements About the Author Copyright Guide Cover Start of Content Title Page Dedication Acknowledgments About the Author Copyright I II III V VI VII VIII 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200 201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240 241 242 243 244 245 246 247 248 249 250 251 252 253 254 255 256 257 258 259 260 261 262 263 264 265 266 267 268 269 270 271 272 273 274 275 276 277 278 279 280 281 282 283 284 285 286 287 288 289 290 291 292 293 294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302 303 304 305 306 307 308 309 310 311 312 313 314 315 316 317 318 319 320 321 322 323 324 325 326 327 328 329 330 331 332 333 334 335 336 337 338 339 340 341 342 343 344 345 346 347 348 349 350 351 352 353 354 355 356 357 358 359 360 361 362 363 364 365 366 367 368 369 370 371 372 373 374 375 376 Alice Cavanagh The House That Made Us A life well-lived is a life well-loved… This book is for Matthew, for the last time. Goodbye, my love. 1970–2021 CHAPTER ONE Tuesday again. He drives across the flyover and out of the city, onto wider roads. Parking up on the tarmac, scooping the flowers in their cellophane from the back seat, he passes through the wide double doors. Fighting, all the while, the droop of his shoulders. He finds her in her usual spot, among the high-backed chairs in the pastel rec room. He searches her face for clues to today’s mood before she sees him. ‘All right?’ He bends to kiss her cheek, as usual. He puts the flowers down. ‘Look!’ She is alight today. Her eyes shine. Years fall away from her gentle, lined face. ‘I found this.’ He takes it, turns it over in his hands. ‘A photo album.’ It is the old-fashioned variety, stiff dark pages, the photographs held down by sticky white corners. It’s shoddily bound in dated brown and orange wallpaper. ‘Who does it belong to?’ ‘I’ve asked around and nobody seems to know. That care assistant I like, Blondie, said I can keep it unless somebody turns up and objects.’ He reads the handwritten label on the front. ‘Sunnyside – a love story’. ‘But whose love story, eh?’ She blazes with curiosity. This is unusual. She has been fading, like a dropped flower, for the past few weeks. ‘Shall we find out?’ ‘I hoped you’d say that.’ ‘First,’ he says. ‘The all-important cuppa.’ He knows just how she likes it, and he knows better than to bring it with anything other than a modest Stonehenge of Custard Creams. He sets them down within her reach, and begins, awkwardly, ‘Actually, there’s something I have to tell you.’ He has rehearsed. He didn’t expect to be derailed by a photograph album. ‘You may not like it, but just hear me out and—’ ‘It’s like a biography,’ she says, caressing the album. ‘Of ordinary people.’ He gives up. He’ll tell her next time. ‘No such thing’, he says, ‘as ordinary people.’ ‘How about we look at one photo each time you visit?’ She frowns, seized by a dark thought. ‘You will come again, won’t you?’ ‘Yes.’ He is accustomed to this question. ‘Every week, regular as clockwork. Promise. Come on, let’s see the first snap.’ She holds the album open. Above a small, blurred black-and-white photograph, in the same expressive hand, someone has inscribed, ‘29 July 1970 – Happiest day of our lives!!!’ ‘Almost fifty years ago,’ he murmurs, aware that she lives in a permanent now. ‘A right pair of giddy goats, they are. Is that a wedding dress? It’s so short. Not sure she has the legs for it. That must be their house. Just a plain little box, really. The chap looks proud as punch, though. Of her, do you think? Or of the house?’ ‘Both?’ He hasn’t seen her so engaged for weeks. ‘Looks as if he hasn’t a clue what to do with either of them.’ ‘He’s making a right hash of carrying the poor girl over the threshold. Oh, look, there’s a nameplate by the door.
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