The Family Way [antikvár]

one 'Your parents ruin the first half of your life,' Cat's mother told her when she was eleven years old, 'and your children ruin the second half.' It was said with the smallest of smiles, like one of those jokes that are not really a joke at all. Cat was an exceptionally bright child, and she wanted to examine this proposition. How exactly had she ruined her mother's life? But there was no time. Her mother was in a hurry to get out of there. The black cab was waiting. One of Cat's sisters was crying - maybe even both of them. But that wasn't the concern of Cat's mother. Because inside the waiting cab there was a man who loved her, and who no doubt made her feel good about herself, and who surely made her feel as though there was an un-ruined life out there for her somewhere, probably beyond the door of his rented fiat in St John's Wood. The childish sobbing increased in volume as Cat's mother picked up her suitcases and bags and headed for the door. Yes, thinking back on it, Cat was certain that both of her sisters were howling, although Cat herself was dry-eyed, and quite frozen with shock. When the door slammed behind their mother and only the trace of her perfume remained - Chanel No. 5, for their mother was a 3