The Nanny Who Saved Christmas (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
It was all he could do to stay upright and not fall face first in the dirt. To his infinite relief, his mother and Dee tactfully started to pack things away in preparation for the return journey. They didn’t raise enquiring or teasing eyebrows in his direction or shoot him sidelong glances. He loved them for the space they gave him, the way they respected his privacy. He’d neglected them this last year and they’d borne it without complaint. He would never be able to thank them enough for their patience. It didn’t mean he could move to help them clean up now, though. It didn’t mean he could think of anything to say to ease the situation. I wish you were my mummy. The words froze him all over again. His temples throbbed. His eyes ached. All he could do was stare at Nicola and pray that... What? That she could make this right? I wish you were my mummy.
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