A Fresh Start

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THE washing basket was full. Lucy had run out of mourning clothes and she’d need something appropriate for Adam’s funeral. Last year Lucy had been full of hope and optimism. She’d got a pay rise, passed her driving test and Adam had hinted at buying her a ring.

But that was last year. Lucy had been so happy then. Adam had been promoted and, although it meant more money, it also meant longer hours and trips abroad to secure foreign deals.

Then, one Sunday afternoon, they were out for a walk, a car lost control, mounted the pavement and pinned Adam to a tree. The paramedic said it was so quick he would have felt nothing. Ironically the driver walked away with nothing but a hangover.

Lucy sighed and reached for a tissue. The box was