I was on my way out and he came down four steps and stood in front of me, and Seren was at the bottom with Rafe, and there were still people everywhere.
And he said: “You could have told me.”
Not are they all right. Not is that Cai. Not one question about a boy who had just taken the highest mark in the state.
***You could have told me.***
And I said: told you what, Dominic?
And he said: “That they were doing this. Any of it. I’d have — ” and then he stopped, because he could not finish that sentence in a public stairwell with his wife eleven feet away, and because there is no end to it that survives being said out loud.
I would have what. Come? Helped? Been there?
He had my mobile number for thirteen years. It has not changed since 2009. It is the same number that was on every court document and every school form and every letter his solicitor ever sent.
And I said that, and then I went round him and out to the car, and that is the last thing I have ever said to my ex-husband.
Rafe.
This is the part that has surprised everybody, including me.
Rafe Farrow comes to my house.
