SICK INTENTIONS

As my phone started ringing, I quickly snatched it up with a soppy smile.

‘Hi, Sally,’ a voice said at the end of the line.

It was Gary Price, a bloke I’d met on the dating website Plenty of Fish.

Since we’d matched in June last year, we’d been chatting nonstop, and now we’d progressed to phone calls.

It was early days, but I had a good feeling about Gary.

I was a single mum to 10-year-old twins, Grace* and Luke*, after splitting with their dad when they were five.

Since then, I’d had one longterm relationship, but Grace had never liked him and she was pleased when we split.

I’d been single for around seven months, and I was ready to meet someone new.

Gary and I just seemed to click straight away.

‘Can I talk to him, Mummy?’ Grace said, hearing me talking on