Today I am very excited to be part of the blog tour for One Day in Winter by Shari Low. I have an extract to share with you today and if you like the sound of that, you can click here to order your copy now. Don't forget to check out the other stops on the tour for more exclusive content and reviews.
Here's what it's all about:
Caro sets off to find the truth: has her relationship with her father been based on a lifetime of lies?
Cammy can't wait to surprise the woman he loves with a proposal. All he needs is the perfect ring.
Lila can no longer hide her secret. She has to tell her lover's wife about their affair.
After thirty years, Bernadette knows it's time. She's ready to leave her controlling husband... and never look back.
Over the course of twenty-four hours, four lives are about to change forever...
And here's that extract for you...
When
Gran and Granda passed away, their house had been left jointly to Mum
and her sister, Auntie Pearl. When Auntie Pearl married and moved
out, they’d worked out a rental agreement and Mum had stayed
behind, living on her own until she’d met Jack Anderson at college,
got pregnant, married him and he’d carried her over the threshold
into the home she’d already lived in for twenty-two years.
Not
that Caro could ever remember him being there full-time. He probably
was for the first few years, but then he’d capitalised on the oil
boom, and ever since then he’d been gone more than he’d been
home. Some months he’d be home for a few days, sometimes two weeks,
rarely more. She’d never felt neglected or that she was losing out
in any way. It was what she’d always been used to and, as Mum
always said, just one of the sacrifices they had to make because Dad
had a Very Important Job.
The
payback for the sacrifice? A couple of years ago, just as her parents
should have been starting to contemplate cruises and bucket lists for
their early retirement, Jack Anderson had walked out of the door to
go to his Very Important Job and he’d never come back.
Caro
felt the familiar inner rage start to build now and she squashed it
back down. He’d left them a week before her thirtieth birthday, so
she was old enough to process her parents splitting up by some mutual
consent. Yet she couldn’t. Because it wasn’t mutual and he’d
bolted when her mother had needed him most, walked out to a new life
and he hadn’t looked back.
For
a long time, Caro didn’t understand why.
Only
now, did she realise that on the Importance scale, the job was up
there with his Very Important Secret.
Maybe.
She
still didn’t believe it to be true.
She
must be wrong.
Mistaken
identity.
Surely?
Yet,
here she was, sitting on a train, on a cold December morning, on her
way to Glasgow.
She
pulled her iPad out of her satchel, logged on to the train’s Wi-Fi,
then flicked on to the Facebook page she’d looked at a thousand
times in the last few weeks.
It
was one of those coincidental flukes that had taken her to it in the
first place.
It
had been late at night, and she’d been sitting beside her mum’s
bed in the hospital, feeling like she’d been battered by the storm
that was raging outside. She shouldn’t even have been there because
it was outside of visiting time, but the nurses overlooked her
presence because her mum was in a private room at the end of a
corridor, and they made exceptions when it came to patients at this
stage in their lives. Yvonne’s eyes were closed, her body still,
but Caro wanted to stay, whether Yvonne knew she was there or not. It
was the first night of the October school holiday, so she didn’t
have to get up early to be the responsible Miss Anderson for a class
of eleven-year-olds the next morning.
Instead,
she could just be Caro, sitting there passing the time catching up
with Facebook. She only dipped in and out of it every few weeks,
caught up with a Carpool Karaoke, the launch of a new book, or maybe
a movie trailer.
A
promotional link appeared for the new Simple Minds tour, twenty dates
around the country, yet another band riding the nostalgic affection
for the eighties and nineties.
Before
she could stop it, the opening bars of Jim Kerr’s voice belting out
‘Don’t You Forget About Me’ flooded her head and she felt the
bite of a sharp-toothed memory. Her dad had been a big fan, their
music playing alongside Oasis and Blur on his CD player when he was
home or in the car on the few mornings he was around to take her to
school, and that had been his favourite song.
The
irony in the title didn’t escape her. Don’t You Forget About Me.
If only she could forget he ever existed, then she wouldn’t have to
deal with the soul-sucking fury that he wasn’t here.
About the author
Shari
Low is the No1 best-selling author of over 20 novels, including One
Day In Winter, A Life Without You, The Story Of Our Life, With Or
Without You, Another Day In Winter
and her latest release, This
Is Me.
And
because she likes to over-share toe-curling moments and hapless
disasters, she is also the shameless mother behind a collection of
parenthood memories called Because
Mummy Said So.
Once
upon a time she met a guy, got engaged after a week, and
twenty-something years later she lives near Glasgow with her husband,
a labradoodle, and two teenagers who think she's fairly embarrassing
except when they need a lift.
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Shari:
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