K’S V.O.: Jesus, Mary, mother of God.B’S V.O.: I know. Crazy, right? Don’t wait until it’s too late, Karen. Now let’s go. You’ve got a pla...e to catch.[END FLASHBACK] *At the airport bar, Karen had another drink. Brandee’s story had shaken her, but not because of the abuse and the lost pregnancy. Karen didn’t fear something similar befalling herself. For all his faults, Craig was not a violent man. He was no racist cop.Besides that, pregnancy wasn’t a worry because after her last child, Karen. Nothing happened.You reached up to feel your face, your stubble covered face, and felt cheated. You had worked yourself up to this moment so well, and nothing was happening.But then it did. You felt a warm sensation spreading out from your belly. As it washed up your chest, you felt a pair of boobs swelling underneath your shirt. Their sudden weight catching you off guard. You leaned forward, stupidly trying to get a good look at them. Your hair grew out longer falling from just above your ears. The outward signs of this struggle were a twitchy uncertainty that had never been part of her behaviour before, and an over-eagerness to please directed at everyone but especially Deb and of course Chris. She couldn’t believe that her new family could have more than mere toleration for her and her mother with all that had been revealed.Sarah worked on her and Chris tried to convince her that it had all worked out for the best and that climbing out of that pit had actually made him stronger than. Then the doctors said that I’d get more feeling once I started PT. I’ve been doing this more than a week and nothing. Now they tell me that it might be because of scar tissue here.”I pointed to my elbow where the incision had either started or ended. I wasn’t clear exactly which direction the cut had been made.“The injury is permanent?” Adele asked.“Possibly,” I said. “I still have hope, I suppose, but I think it’s becoming more likely every day.”“Bloody hell,” Liam muttered. “I ... we had no.