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being brought in.
    Harry let out a breath and walked into day care. No, he wasn’t the first parent to get there but at least he wasn’t the last.
    ‘Daddy! We thought you’d have to help with the emergency!’ Charlotte squealed, and flung herself at him. Her brown curls were bobbing and her green eyes, the same as her dad’s, were smiling with excitement as she realised it was home time. And she remembered the promises made.
    ‘Can I make the frosting?’
    ‘You can.’
    Even though the trauma team was arriving, the blasted intercom was summoning the team for the second time as Harry signed the twins out.
    As he walked down the corridor, carrying Charlotte and holding Adam’s hand, he felt Adam still as the stretcher was raced in. He looked down and saw Adam blinking. ‘He’ll be okay,’ Harry assured him.
    But the injured man on the stretcher didn’t upset Adam, he’d seen way more than most children had already. No, he was bracing himself for his father to return them to day care, Harry realised, or to pop them around to the staffroom; instead, they headed to the car.
    ‘Who’s looking after him?’ Adam checked, because normally his father was needed.
    ‘He’s going to be fine,’ Harry said, wishing for the hundredth time his children didn’t know or see so much, but the hospital day-care centre was his only choice if he was going to work here. ‘There is a team of specialists waiting for him.’
    Harry strapped the twins into their car seats and drove the short distance home as Charlotte filled him in on her day, talking non-stop till they were turning into their street.
    ‘How about your day, Adam?’ Harry asked, trying to encourage Adam to speak.
    ‘We did paintings.’ Adam looked at his father as if Harry must have briefly lost his mind. ‘Charlotte just told you.’
    ‘I know.’ Harry smiled. They were just so different. Charlotte liked every gap in the conversation filled with her voice, whereas Adam was only too happy to sit back and listen.
    Evelyn came out to help him with the twins as they pulled into the driveway, but as she ushered them in, knowing he wouldn’t be able to relax till he knew things were okay at work, Harry told Evelyn he’d join them soon. He stood in the hallway, took out his phone and called Emergency. It was Marnie who answered.
    ‘How’s the multi-trauma?’ Harry asked.
    ‘All good,’ Marnie replied. ‘Well, not so good if you’re the patient, but it’s all under control. He’s just heading round for an MRI.’
    ‘I can come back if you need me,’ Harry said. ‘My babysitter’s here.’
    ‘There’s really no point,’ Marnie said. ‘As I said, it’s all under control. The team have been fantastic.’
    ‘Shouldn’t you be at home?’ Harry asked, glancing at his watch. She’d been there since long before nine after all.
    ‘Shouldn’t you be?’ Marnie asked, and Harry gave a thin smile as he heard the chatter coming from the kitchen.
    Marnie had made a very good point.
    Happy that the patient was being well looked after, Harry headed into the kitchen and to the delicious scent of dinner. ‘Smells good,’ Harry said.
    ‘I’m trying something different.’ Evelyn smiled at the twins. ‘Tonight we’re eating Russian!’
    ‘Ooh!’ Charlotte was delighted, Adam not so sure, and Harry was simply grinning because Evelyn was so Australian she thought beef stroganoff was exotic.
    Having Evelyn look after the children had, absolutely, been the best idea Harry had had.
    Actually, it had been Juan’s idea that he get an older carer for the children.
    Yep, mea culpa , Harry had slept with the last nanny and the one before that.
    It was exhausting being a widower at times!
    Seriously.
    Harry didn’t want a wife—he’d had Jill. Sex, though, that was another matter entirely. Why did women always have to complicate things by falling in love?
    At least Evelyn didn’t read a single thing into it when Harry suggested that instead of dashing off