My Sister’s Lies: A gripping novel of love, loss and dark family secrets. S.D. Robertson
child, apart from the obvious fact that he and her mother had slept together soon before Diane fell pregnant.
Did he see himself in her? God, that was a hard question to answer. She had green eyes, like he did, but a lighter shade. They were piercing in a way that reminded him more of the pale blue eyes that Hannah and Diane shared. Her hair was dark brown, like his. But that was also her mother’s natural colour and Mia’s hair was straighter than either of theirs. Just like some other man’s hair, perhaps.
As for the rest … who could say?
Maybe he was being stupid, delusional. Could spending time with only a three-year-old for company mess with your mind? Plus there was the fact that Diane had just lost her mother, which probably made this an inappropriate moment to raise such a sensitive issue. He was tempted not to say anything after all.
Then he remembered how it had felt to hear Mia say she loved him; to hold her cool little hand in his while walking through the park that afternoon. There was definitely a connection between the two of them. He felt it in his gut – and he had to know the truth. So he grabbed the bull by the horns.
‘Listen, Diane. I need to ask you something about Mia. I’ve really enjoyed spending time with her. More than I ever imagined. I know you’ve said otherwise in the past, but … she’s mine, isn’t she? I know she is. I can feel it. Please tell me the truth.’
Diane stared at him for a long moment, poker-faced. She slowly began to nod her head and then, in a voice that sounded so calm it was almost menacing, she said: ‘Well, this is a surprise. Your timing is lousy, but fine, I get it. I’ll tell you the truth if that’s what you really want, Mark.’
CLIENT SESSION TRANSCRIPT: HCOOK290719
| S: | How are you, Hannah? It’s been a while since our last session, hasn’t it? |
| H: | Yes, it has. I didn’t feel like I needed to see you again until now, Sally. Things have been going well. Really well, actually. |
| S: | That’s good. I’m glad to hear it. Such fantastic news about your book deal, by the way. |
| H: | Thanks. I appreciate that. |
| S: | So what’s changed to bring you back to see me again? |
| H: | Last Friday my sister Diane turned up out of the blue – without any warning at all – after all those years of no contact. It’s totally messed my head up again. For a start, she left her fourteen-year-old daughter Mia behind when she left. The last time I saw her she was a toddler. |
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