Chapter One

      ‘WELL, poppet, here we are at last. A little later than I’d planned, but at least we’ve arrived.’ Ruby made a neat turn into the parking slot in the hospital grounds and turned off the ignition. From the rear of the car, a response came in the form of a soft gurgle, and she swivelled around to gaze for a moment at the baby. Becky was lying contentedly in her car seat, blowing bubbles while doing her best to grasp her toes with her fingers.

      Smiling, Ruby slid out of the driver’s seat and went around to the rear of the vehicle to retrieve the infant.

      ‘It’s a good thing you’re such a happy soul,’ she murmured. ‘It makes life so much easier. After all, much as I love you, I hadn’t planned on bringing you with me today.’

      Becky wriggled, her arms, legs and whole body moving in excited anticipation, a beaming smile lighting her chubby face at the prospect of her aunt coming close.

      Ruby began to unclip the seat restraint. ‘I’ve no idea where your mother could have disappeared to,’ she said softly, ‘and yet she promised me faithfully that she would come and fetch you so that I could go along to my meeting.’ She lifted her palms in a questioning gesture. ‘But where is she? I haven’t a clue. Your guess is as good as mine.’

      Becky chuckled, her blue eyes bright, as Ruby lifted the child seat out of the car. ‘As for you, you don’t have a care in the world, do you, little one?’ Ruby smiled indulgently. ‘What does it matter to you that I have to go and listen to my new boss challenge us to cut costs to the bone and find all sorts of impossible ways of doing it? And what’s he doing there anyway taking my place? I had my name pinned on that job, and I’m pretty sure I would have made things work for us without any of this argy-bargy and bad feeling.’

      Becky studied her, a small frown appearing on the soft skin of her brow, as though she was trying very hard to make sense of the flow of words. Ruby laughed softly. ‘Yes, I know. Your auntie’s as mad as a hatter. Why else would she be going to a conference with a baby in tow?’ She leaned over and tickled the child, her chestnut-coloured hair falling in a silky swathe about her shoulders. Becky giggled and grasped a handful of hair.

      ‘Ow…ow…ow,’ Ruby exclaimed, pretending to be caught.

      ‘Mum…mm…mum.’ Six-month-old Becky blew raspberries from her pink lips and cooed, finally letting go of Ruby’s hair and beginning to suck on a small fist.

      ‘Yes, you’re absolutely right,’ Ruby murmured, straightening up. ‘Your mum’s not herself these days, and we just have to try to make the best of things, don’t we? When all’s said and done, we can probably slip in quietly somewhere near the back of the room. With any luck, no one will even notice that I’ve brought an uninvited guest