a few weeks later… h: erm mum I have some news… r: what is it pumpkin? h: I’m pregnant. And I haven’t told Bryce… r: don’t worry it’s all going to be OK. You need to tell him though, however hard it might be. And I’m sure it won’t go badly, but if it does, you have me, you have Eloise. You’re not alone in this, OK? h: thanks mum…










