A letter to... My darling husband
Feb 25, 2021
2 minutes
Dear Tony,
It was 1.30am when my ringing phone wrenched me from sleep.
I didn’t want to disturb our son Oliver, then 7, who, missing you, had crawled into our bed every night since you’d gone on your Spanish golfing holiday.
So I took my phone into the bathroom.
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