‘Somewhere out there, there’s a perfect guy for you. And he’s going to be strong and healthy, and he’s going to want to give you all the things that Adam and I couldn’t. There’ll be a houseful of children, and then grandchildren, and fifty years from now, when you’re sitting there holding his old, wrinkled hand, you’ll realise that walking away from me now was the best thing you ever did.’ I sniffed inelegantly. ‘It doesn’t feel like it right now.’ He nodded slowly, and I knew this was hurting him too. ‘I know, Lily. I know.’
