She was eighteen. Shes now thirty-two. In all that time she never loved another man. People are always bowled over with the concept of love at first sight and the idea of such constancy. Faces tend to fall when she mentions that at the time Hugh was seeing a friend of theirs whom he subsequently married and had two children with. When his marriage breaks down Hugh finally moves in with George. Its like a dream come true until she accidentally falls pregnant and starts to wonder about the man who shes devoted her life to getting. Are Hughs late nights at the office legitimate? Why cant he remember his childrens birthdays? After fourteen years of seeing life through a Hugh-tinted filter George is beginning to think that theres more to being a woman than kitten heels and expensive haircuts and more to love than erotic sex in exotic locations. Could it be that pregnancy – morning sickness mood swings and weight gain – means that shes finally becoming her own woman?
