Kitty Neale

A Family’s Heartbreak


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      A FAMILY’S HEARTBREAK

      Kitty Neale

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2019

      Copyright © Kitty Neale 2019

      Cover design by Debbie Clement © HarperCollinsPublishers 2019

      Cover photographs © Gordon Crabb (figure), Allan Cash Picture Library/Alamy Stock Photo (background)

      Kitty Neale asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780008270919

      Ebook Edition © August 2019 ISBN: 9780008270926

      Version: 2019-07-01

       Dedication

      For my dear friend, Elly Sayers.

      This is dedicated to you and your lovely mum, Lynda Shaw, who is an avid reader of my books.

      Elly – We’ve made such wonderful memories together and I’m looking forward to sharing many more special moments with you. You’re an incredible woman, Smelly, and I love you loads!

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

      Dedication

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       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

       Chapter 51

       Chapter 52

       Chapter 53

       Chapter 54

       Chapter 55

       Chapter 56

       Chapter 57

       Chapter 58

       Acknowledgements

       Keep Reading …

       About the Author

       By the Same Author

       About the Publisher

       Chapter 1

       London, Balham, 1961

      Jenny Lombard chewed nervously on her thumbnail as she listened to her parents arguing again. They were in the living room with the door ajar, while in the hall and out of sight, Jenny hovered close by. Her mother Lizzie had walked out on them, but still had a habit of dropping in now and then. When she did, all hell would inevitably break loose.

      ‘What ’ave I told you about coming round here if and when the mood takes you?’ her father yelled.

      ‘They’re my kids, Henry, and I’ve got every right to see ’em!’ her mother answered defiantly.

      Jenny was a grown woman of twenty-two but as she looked through the crack of the door she felt like a child again. She could see her mother sitting on the sofa cradling Peter, aged six, the youngest of Jenny’s four siblings. He had untidy fair hair, and his blue eyes, wide with fear, made his complexion look paler than normal. Jenny wanted to run into the room to comfort him but, scared of her father, she remained rooted to the spot.