Proserpina

I took to spending time on the comfortable rocking chair on the bluestone patio. My eyes followed my children, Ria and Piers as they played on the wide lawn. Little Claude was on the grass, a nanny beside him. Sophie’s nephew Paddy was with the twins and I could see the way Piers was protectively helping him, trying to make him understand the game of chase they were playing.

I smiled. I was now in my first trimester and although it had been relatively smooth sailing ...