About the book

I closed my eyes momentarily. What had I done? What had I started? What a mess. What a ghastly mess they were in. And it was all down to me. I wanted to turn the clock back. Start again. Save the heartache for everyone. Because that's what it would be - heartache. I couldn't kid myself. Not one of us would emerge from this unscathed or unchanged. But I also knew it was too late. What I had started someone else would finish. And I had no idea where the finishing line was or how any one of us would get there.