The Hidden Women: An inspirational novel of sisterhood and strength. Kerry Barrett

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Название The Hidden Women: An inspirational novel of sisterhood and strength
Автор произведения Kerry Barrett
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Chapter 17

      

       Chapter 18

      

       Chapter 19

      

       Chapter 20

      

       Chapter 21

      

       Chapter 22

      

       Chapter 23

      

       Chapter 24

      

       Chapter 25

      

       Chapter 26

      

       Chapter 27

      

       Chapter 28

      

       Chapter 29

      

       Chapter 30

      

       Chapter 31

      

       Chapter 32

      

       Chapter 33

      

       Chapter 34

      

       Chapter 35

      

       Chapter 36

      

       Chapter 37

      

       Chapter 38

      

       Chapter 39

      

       Chapter 40

      

       Chapter 41

      

       Chapter 42

      

       Chapter 43

      

       Chapter 44

      

       Chapter 45

      

       Chapter 46

      

       Chapter 47

      

       Chapter 48

      

       Chapter 49

      

       Chapter 50

      

       Epilogue

      

       Acknowledgements

      

       The Next Book From Kerry Barrett Is Coming in 2019

      

       Extract

       Dear Reader

      

       Keep Reading …

      

       About the Publisher

       For Petrova Fossil, the original Attagirl

       Prologue

      Helena

      April 2015

      ‘I thought you’d be pleased,’ I said, watching Greg’s stony face for any sign of happiness.

      ‘Well I’m not.’ His expression softened, just a bit, and he sat down next to me on the sofa and took my hand.

      ‘It’s just too soon,’ he said.

      ‘We’ve been together for five years, Greg,’ I snapped. ‘It’s not like we just met.’

      He had the grace to look at least slightly ashamed.

      ‘I meant for me, not us,’ he said. ‘It’s too soon for me. And you. We’re still young. We should be out having fun, not at home with a squawking baby.’

      ‘We’re in our thirties; we’re not kids,’ I said, resting my head against the sofa cushions. I felt sick and I didn’t think it was just because of my unexpected pregnancy.

      I’d done the test that morning, and showed Greg the unmistakeable dark line as he brushed his teeth.

      ‘It’s positive,’ I’d said, feeling a tiny shiver of excitement mixed with fear. ‘I’m pregnant.’

      Greg had glanced at the plastic stick and then kissed me, his breath minty fresh.