Every month that Nina Blackpool gets her period is another month in which she feels like a failure.
“I’m a woman,” she tells herself. “Women have babies. It’s the most natural thing in the world. What’s wrong with me?”
She doesn’t know how she would get through each disappointment if she didn’t have the love and support of her husband, Gavin.
“It’s okay, sweetie,” he says each and every month. “It will happen when it’s supposed to happen.”
“Gavin – so ever positive, so ever loving,” she says in return.
Gavin – so ever deceitful, so ever secretive the universe knows. Nina knows that Gavin once had a younger brother and that he died at the age of seven as the result of falling down a flight of stairs. What Nina doesn’t know is that Gavin was in charge of babysitting his brother that night while their parents were next door playing bridge with the neighbours.
Gavin had been chasing his younger brother down the basement steps when it happened, all because the youngest of the Blackpool boys had swiped the eldest’s football. It was stupid to have gotten so upset over what was essentially just a toy. It certainly wasn’t worth his brother’s life.
Gavin doesn’t want to be responsible for another young person’s life ever again, but how can he tell Nina that? With any luck, Mother Mature will keep saying “No” to them.