My husband rang to say he was in emergency surgery all night. I was looking down through the glass walkway at him at the time, with his arm round another woman and his entire family beside him holding boarding passes. I didn’t go down. I went to a quiet corner and made one phone call.

And one surgeon got it standing at an airline counter at Ansell Field with his arm round a theatre nurse and his mother beside him.

His phone did not stop for the rest of that evening. Two of his partners rang him inside nine minutes.

He did not get on that plane. The rest of them did.

Rosa Farrow, Bexley and both children flew out that night and went on that holiday, which I found out from the photographs, which were public.

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PART 5 — THE ELEVEN MONTHS

I did not take his job or his income and I could not have. He is a good surgeon and he still is.

What I took was a building, a house and a car, all of which were mine, all of which he had ten years to remember and did not.

The practice relocated in the August. It cost them about four hundred thousand dollars and it nearly took two of the five partners out, and I have been called some extraordinary things in this city over that.

I will not pretend I did not know it would happen. Emeric told me on that phone call that it would, before I said all of it, and I said all of it anyway, and that is on me and I am not going to dress it up.