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After Tess died, Adam started to hate her family. Almost as much as he hated his own ability to cope

By James Scudamore   February 2009

Adam tried hard to get out of the holiday, but Anne wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“We’re still friends, aren’t we?” she said. “Please don’t tell me we’re not friends now.”

He knew what he had to say. “We’re more than friends. We’re family. I haven’t forgotten that.”

Even as he uttered the words Adam doubted them. They had been family, he and Anne: the fact of Tess had made them family. Now they were a widower and a grieving mother, and what held them together was the lack of her.

“So you’ll come?”

“I don’t know, Anne.…

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