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He drove straight to her house and parked his truck a few yards away.

At the door he hesitated before knocking and it was Amelia herself who opened the door. She did not speak, instead she stood aside to let him enter. Thomas ran to him and pestered him with many questions as she went to the kitchen to prepare some tea.

Her heart was beating rapidly for this was the first time he was seeing him after his solemnization ceremony. He looked older and gray in the face, but that could be the vagaries of the weather.

When the knock had come she had hoped that it was the man in black coming to ask her to go back at Mr Edwards house because they couldn't get the child to stop crying. Inside she was crying because of her empty arms, her empty life. She had two brothers to look after, but without the child they no longer seemed her kin, her flesh.