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Jack Culverhouse returned home around an hour later, unsure if Emily would be home or not.
His daughter tended to come and go as she pleased. This wasn’t something Jack was happy about, but he knew he had to give her her own space. She’d had a difficult upbringing, having been effectively kidnapped by her own mother and dumped on her grandparents, who’d brought her up — unknown to Jack — barely a few miles up the road.
But that was all history. It was water under the bridge. Now all Jack was focused on was building a relationship with his daughter and putting a stop to the loneliness he hadn’t even realised had been affecting him for so many years.
After Helen had left, he’d thrown himself heavily into his work. He thought the word ‘workaholic’ was a rather odd one. It seemed to imp
