Chapter Eleven
For a second, the world feels as if it is tilting on its axis. I grip the chair so tightly that my fingers go numb from the pressure.
“What?” I say but my voice sounds very far away.
“Her daughter. How old would she be now? I only ever saw her once. It was one of the first times that Spencer came in here. I remember thinking how she didn’t look like a happy mother at all. She looked sickly. I offered her some tea but she refused. Just said she was tired because she was a single mother.”
Spencer with a daughter. My brain tries to make sense of it but all I can do is stare at Jessica as she recounts seeing Spencer’s child.
“Anyway, I didn’t see the child again but she told me that the deliveries were to be made directly to her home on Willow Drive for the baby to get her
