One Night Only (242 page)

Bu
t
the
n
sh
e
woul
d
reassur
e
hersel
f
tha
t
lot
s
o
f
people
hav
e
babie
s
a
s
the
y
approac
h
th
e
bi
g
fou
r
-o
h
nowadays.
Loo
k
a
t
Danni
i
Minogu
e –
radian
t
an
d
glamorou
s
at
thirty-nin
e
whe
n
sh
e
ha
d
he
r
first-born
,
o
r
Ro
d
Stewart
’
s
wif
e
wh
o
ooze
d
beaut
y
an
d
sophisticatio
n
an
d
sh
e
was
wel
l
ove
r
thirty-five
.
Bu
t
the
n
the
y
weren
’
t
rea
l
people,
wer
e
they
?
The
y
ha
d
stylist
s
an
d
nannie
s
and
,
mos
t
of
all
,
the
y
ha
d
a
n
o
the
r
hal
f
wh
o
wante
d
a
chil
d
i
n
th
e
first
place.

Dougi
e
didn
’
t
.
An
d
wors
e
tha
n
that
,
h
e
couldn
’
t.

Ther
e
wasn
’
t a
da
y
tha
t
passe
d
tha
t
Natali
e
didn
’
t
pictur
e
hersel
f
wit
h a
bab
y
bump
,
o
r
shoppin
g
fo
r
nappies
an
d
bab
y
food
,
o
r
pushin
g a
fanc
y
pra
m
throug
h
th
e
pa
r
k
a
s
onlooker
s
oohe
d
an
d
aahe
d
an
d
commente
d
o
n
who th
e
bab
y
looke
d
like.

“Oh
,
h
e
ha
s
you
r
eyes,
”
the
y
migh
t
sa
y
.

“No
t
a
t
all
,
h
e
i
s
th
e
spittin
g
imag
e
o
f
hi
s
dadd
y
,” anothe
r
migh
t
argu
e
a
s
sh
e
gushe
d
an
d
admire
d
th
e
baby
’
s
littl
e
pin
k
cheru
b
fac
e
beneat
h a
sof
t
velve
t
blanke
t
o
f
dar
k
hai
r
.

He
r
mothe
r
wa
s
wrong
.
He
r
biologica
l
cloc
k
wasn
’
t
tickin
g
righ
t
no
w
.
I
t
wa
s
begging
,
screeching
,
pounding
i
n
he
r
min
d
an
d
o
n
reall
y
ba
d
day
s
i
t
threatene
d
to
chuc
k
ou
t
it
s
batterie
s
an
d
giv
e
u
p
tickin
g
fo
r
goo
d
as
the reality of being with a man with a readymade family
an
d
absolutel
y
n
o
hop
e
o
f
startin
g
ove
r
agai
n
bega
n
to
sin
k
in.

Sh
e
love
d
Dougie
.
Sh
e
reall
y
did
.
Sh
e
love
d
everything abou
t
him
,
twin
s
aside
.
Hi
s
smile
,
hi
s
brow
n
eyes
,
his laug
h
an
d
ho
w
h
e
foun
d
th
e
sam
e
thing
s
funn
y
a
s
she did
,
th
e
wa
y
h
e
san
g
al
l
th
e
tim
e
eve
n
thoug
h
h
e
couldn
’
t
hol
d
a
note
,
th
e
wa
y
h
e
calle
d
he
r
“honey”
,
an
d
th
e
way tha
t
despit
e
th
e
incredibl
e
pai
n
h
e
ha
d
bee
n
throug
h
that h
e
always
,
alway
s
looke
d
o
n
th
e
brigh
t
sid
e
o
f
life
.
She
love
d
whe
n
the
y
wen
t
fo
r
lon
g
walk
s
o
n
th
e
beach
,
just th
e
tw
o
o
f
them
,
an
d
whe
n
sh
e
woul
d
catc
h
hi
m
staring a
t
he
r
wit
h
a
loo
k
o
f
lov
e
i
n
hi
s
eyes
,
a
s
i
f
h
e
wa
s
the luckies
t
ma
n
i
n
th
e
world
.
An
d
the
n
h
e
woul
d
tel
l
her jus
t
ho
w
muc
h
h
e
love
d
he
r
an
d
the
y
woul
d
cuddl
e
and sh
e
woul
d
fee
l
lik
e
th
e
luckies
t
gir
l
i
n
th
e
worl
d
too.

He
r
relationshi
p
wit
h
hi
m
wa
s
s
o
special
,
bu
t
when
th
e
realit
y
o
f
everyda
y
lif
e
kicke
d
in
,
sh
e
kne
w
i
t
was
certainl
y
no
t
wha
t
sh
e
ha
d
planne
d
an
d
tha
t
marriage,
babie
s
an
d
perhap
s
a
n
escap
e
fro
m
th
e
claustrophobi
a
of
th
e
famil
y
busines
s
wa
s
jus
t
no
t
t
o
be.

Al
l
o
f
he
r
friend
s
ha
d
move
d
o
n
an
d
wer
e
no
w
i
n
the earl
y
stage
s
o
f
marriag
e
wit
h
a
t
leas
t
on
e
o
r
tw
o
‘mini-
m
e
’
s
’
runnin
g
aroun
d
thei
r
feet
.
Som
e
eve
n
ha
d
teenage children
,
lik
e
he
r
ol
d
frien
d
Michell
e
wh
o
sh
e
wa
s
reunited wit
h
recentl
y
throug
h
th
e
power
s
o
f
Facebook
.
Michelle
wa
s a
carbo
n
cop
y
o
f
ho
w
lif
e
shoul
d
b
e
a
t
thirty-five
.
T
wo gorgeou
s
kid
s
wh
o
sh
e
gav
e
birt
h
t
o
whe
n
sh
e
wa
s
young enoug
h
t
o
enjo
y
them
, a
wealth
y
husban
d
wh
o
adore
d
her an
d
enoug
h
leisur
e
tim
e
o
n
he
r
hand
s
t
o
ensur
e
tha
t
the onl
y
stres
s
sh
e
fel
t
wa
s
whe
n
choosin
g
wha
t
t
o
wea
r
i
n
the morning
.
I
f
Natali
e
didn
’
t
lov
e
Michell
e
a
s
muc
h
a
s
she
did
,
sh
e
woul
d
hat
e
he
r
.
Fact.