The Replacement Wife

A commercial fiction novel about a dying woman’s obsession with reaching India and holding onto her husband, even if it means sharing the marital bed.

The Replacement Wife (part one - Rebecca - I.)

PART ONE ~Rebecca~ I. The aroma of his aftershave, spicy yet fresh, hit me as he entered my cubicle. He must have brushed against the Christmas tree...

The Replacement Wife (part one - Rebecca - II.)

II. Never have I been so desperate to return to work. The Christmas holidays were a wash out as predicted. My brother, Darren, was clearly stoned the...

The Replacement Wife (part one - Rebecca - III.)

III. Flynn was like a fever, one that would not break. My day could come crashing around my ears if he wasn’t in the office or appeared disinterested...

The Replacement Wife (part one - Rebecca - IV.)

IV. Flynn came out of the kitchen as I was heading for a refill. He was carrying his flask of coffee, which he kept topped up all day. It was a cute...

The Replacement Wife (part one - Rebecca - V.)

V. Flynn and I weren’t on the same table at dinner, not that I expected us to be. He was sat with Brian the Chief Exec and Alfie the useless...
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The Replacement Wife (part two - Madeleine - I.)

PART TWO ~Madeleine~ I. The waiting room was half full of the decaying and desperate and that was just the relatives. Splashes of May sunshine...

The Replacement Wife (part two - Madeleine - II.)

II. The sun was pouring through the window of Marion’s consulting room making my right eye water. “I can’t wait for a blowjob. That’s what he said,...
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The Replacement Wife (part two - Madeleine - III.)

III. I heard Flynn’s key in the front door and scrambled for the remote switching off the TV and yanking up the venetian blinds. The sun flooded back...
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The Replacement Wife (part two - Madeleine - IV.)

IV. The water park was jam packed and we had to queue in the midday sun. I was glad for my wide brimmed sun hat. Josh woke from his nap in the...

The Replacement Wife (part two - Madeleine - V.)

The car skidded on the gravel sending up a spray of stones as I entered the car park of Hexley Manor in the white convertible MG. Shit. If I...