" Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle may not grow. - Frances Hodgson Burnett"

"Wow... That is quite a story you two. You are so young yet you have been through so much apart and together." Mrs. Beufont said as she folded her hand to lean over the heavy desk in her small office. "I can only hope and pray that you have learnt something, hopefully onwards things we will be better."

"I cannot promise anything Mrs B. Right now my priority is this baby. Everything else is just ...