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‘Who is she?’ he questioned, standing transfixed in the doorway.
‘She’s my daughter,’ Tessa told him. ‘Her name is Poppy.’
‘How old is she?’ he asked hoarsely.
‘Three.’
‘Is she mine too?’ he questioned after a pause, in barely a whisper as the colour drained from his face.
She shook her head and watched the dark hazel of his eyes become veiled.
‘Who is her father then?’ he choked as the small vision on the bottom step rubbed her eyes sleepily.
‘Poppy is my adopted daughter,’ she told him. ‘Her parents were killed in a car crash and we got to know each other when she was brought into Horizons with a bleed behind her eyes from the accident. She was with us for quite some time and we became close. I used to sit beside her whenever I got a spare moment and take her a little surprise every day. In the end I applied to adopt her and was successful. So there you have it. No cause for alarm.’
Turning, she scooped Poppy up into her arms and held her close.
As their glances met she told him, ‘Poppy has brought joy into my life.’
‘Yes, I’m sure that she must have,’ he said.
Hello once again. In this book, A Father for Poppy, I have left Heatherdale for a while and chosen another delightful place to set this story—namely, The Cotswolds, where in a famous eye hospital two people who have lost contact meet up again and make up for lost time as they find a deeper meaning to their relationship.
I hope that you will enjoy getting to know Drake and Tessa, with romance in the air once more.
Do you believe, as I do, that love makes the world go round?
Abigail Gordon
(From Marple Bridge, where the river bends …)
ABIGAIL GORDON loves to write about the fascinating combination of medicine and romance from her home in a Cheshire village. She is active in local affairs, and is even called upon to write the script for the annual village pantomime! Her eldest son is a hospital manager, and helps with all her medical research. As part of a close-knit family, she treasures having two of her sons living close by, and the third one not too far away. This also gives her the added pleasure of being able to watch her delightful grandchildren growing up.
A Father for Poppy
Abigail Gordon
MILLS & BOON
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THEY HAD MADE love for the last time with the evening sun laying strands of gold across them. It had been as good as it had always been—sweet, wild and passionate. But there had been sadness inside Tessa because deep down she’d known it was the end of the affair, although neither of them were prepared
