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of chest hair poking through the top of his white running top.
    Bless.
    'So,' I breezed. Say hello, boys and girls, to Gwen Cooper's best Witness Interview Smile.
    'Yeah...' He nodded, cupping his mug like a teddy bear and tracing his fingers over and over the rustic wheatsheaf pattern. 'Look, Gwen, I'm really sorry about Sasha. She's in bits about what happened.'
    'What did happen, exactly?' I said, carefully, trying to win him over to my side. 'Cos, I'm not being funny, but she came across as... well, you just can't go around holding other people's kids.'
    'I know,' sighed Davydd. 'Listen, what it is, see...'
    Bingo. 'It's... Well, she can't have kids.' He spread his arms out.
    'Right,' I said. Instant sympathy. I mean, that was awful.
    'We tried.' His voice was a flat whisper, all the pain ironed out of it. 'We tried so hard. Everything. She even got pregnant a couple of times, but it didn't...
    carry through, if you know what I mean.' His hands gripped the mug real tight.
    'I'm sorry,' I said without thinking. 'It must have been—'
    'It was bloody horrible,' he groaned, shaking his head. 'Bloody horrible. She got so excited, both times, but I just knew... I knew it was no good. But I couldn't say.' His milk-pale face looked up at me, the bags under his eyes red. He looked so young. So young for all this. 'There are some things you just can't talk about, can you?'
    'No,' I said, quietly.
    'So, anyway... you know... we've... well, we've taken a kid in now. And she's happy. Sasha is happy.

    She loves Brian. Really she does. Next best thing.
    Lovely bright lad.' Davydd's fingers ran through his close-cropped, gelled hair. He was nervous. 'But...
    but it's not the same, is it? I mean, fine by me... but not by Sasha. You know. No other young mums in the village, so she's not going to be reminded of it.
    But then you turn up... Well, she can't help but see how perfect your little one is.' He smiled, a lovely, radiant little smile. 'She's gorgeous, isn't she?'
    'Yes,' I agreed. Anwen stirred and gurgled quietly in her sleep. I stroked her softly and wondered what she was dreaming about.
    'You're so lucky,' sighed Davydd, looking at the baby and then at me. 'You've got it all. Sasha's just...
    She can't be like you.' His face lit up with street-preacher zeal. 'Oh! It's so wonderful what you're doing.'
    'No, no, it's not, it's rubbish,' I assured him, pushing the hair from my face. 'I am beyond tired, I'm sore in all the wrong places, and my brain is mush.
    But it's just what I have to do for my daughter. I would do anything for her.'
    Davydd's smile widened. 'You're very special,' he said, putting his mug down. 'Oh Gwen, I think you're so special.'
    Then he kissed me.

    Rhys
    So, got back from the garage to find my wife snogging another bloke.
    It was the sound of pasties hitting the floor that alerted them. Gwen's eyes were already 200 per cent wide when I walked in, but they stretched that little bit further. The bloke, that scrawny Davydd runt from the village, was up and leaping about like a startled whippet.
    'Rhys!' cried Gwen.
    'Later!' I snapped, and landed one on Davydd.
    He dropped back across the sofa. Result. 'Actually,'
    I breathed, 'that was easier than I thought it would be. So let's talk now.'
    'Don't wake the baby!' Gwen hissed. Always thinking of the baby. She stood awkwardly, wiping the back of her hand across her lips. 'Rhys! It's not what it looks like - well, OK, it's exactly what it looks like. But he just lunged at me! I didn't kiss back! Really, honestly, I didn't. He just kind of fell on me, just before you came through the door and...
    well, my reactions aren't what they were.'
    'Neither's your sex drive, love,' I muttered bitterly.
    'Hey!' she snapped, and I knew from how angry she was that she was utterly innocent. 'When he comes to, he'll tell you. One moment he was talking about how he and Sasha couldn't have kids and the next he lunged. Honest! I was really surprised.'
    'And delighted!' I