A Long Way from Home: Part 3 of 3. Cathy Glass
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Название: A Long Way from Home: Part 3 of 3

Автор: Cathy Glass

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары

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isbn: 9780008275907

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       Copyright

      Certain details in this story, including names, places and dates, have been changed to protect the family’s privacy.

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      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Chapter Twenty: Bad at Home

       Chapter Twenty-One: Review

       Chapter Twenty-Two: Frightened of Her Daughter

       Chapter Twenty-Three: Save a Child

       Chapter Twenty-Four: A Family Torn Apart

       Chapter Twenty-Five: Ian

       Chapter Twenty-Six: Missing Her

       Chapter Twenty-Seven: Bad Ending

       Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Long Way from Home

       Suggested topics for reading-group discussion

       Cathy Glass

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       About the Publisher

      Chapter Twenty

       Bad at Home

      The strain of having Anna live with us was taking its toll on Adrian and Paula. Since she’d arrived I had hardly spent a minute with them, and they were looking forward more than usual to spending the day with their father on Sunday, when he would take them out somewhere nice. He saw them every month and phoned in between. Regardless of what I thought of him leaving us, I didn’t let it impact on Adrian and Paula’s relationship with him. I told Anna they were seeing their father and I wondered if this would prompt a comment from her about seeing her own parents. She’d hardly mentioned them at all since she’d arrived, which was very unusual. Most children who come into care, even those who have been abused by their parents, pine for them, want to see them as soon as possible and often ask when they can return home. Anna had originally said she didn’t want to see her mother. Had that changed? Apparently not. She didn’t mention wanting to see her parents at all – not then, at least.

      Once Adrian and Paula had left with their father, I asked Anna what she would like to do and suggested the cinema, a park (the weather was cold but dry) or an indoor activity centre. She didn’t want to do any of these, so I said we could do something at home then. She shrugged and didn’t offer a better suggestion, so I opened the toy cupboard in the conservatory and asked her to choose some games we could play together. The phone rang and I answered it in the living room. It was my mother; we usually spoke a couple of times a week, but now I said I’d have to call her back later for a chat. When I returned to the conservatory Anna was nowhere to be seen. I’d only been away from her for a couple of minutes. I went round the downstairs calling her name and then upstairs. My bedroom door was wide open and I went in to find her going through my wardrobe.

      ‘Anna, whatever are you doing?’ I asked, going over.

      ‘Nothing,’ she said. But she didn’t immediately stop.

      ‘That’s private,’ I said, and closed the wardrobe door. ‘Do you remember when you first arrived, I explained СКАЧАТЬ