Kelly Doust

“there to ground her. Eventually Maggie returned to Bonninghams, placing Pearl in Tim’s work creche the week after she turned five months old. She’d felt awful at first, as she shrugged on her slightly tight, slightly scratchy pre-baby suit and headed out the door. It felt good later though, at work, knowing that she had the next seven hours to do what she loved. But Maggie had felt terribly guilty admitting that even to herself. That had been almost four years ago, and Pearl had grown into a determined, spirited little girl. Maggie felt her heart twist with love and guilt every time she thought about her. She wanted to work and she wanted to spend more time with her daughter. So why couldn’t she have both? There was just no easy solution. Sometimes it seemed to Maggie that the balance between work and home was as delicate and finely wrought – and as prone to snapping under pressure – as the gold chain hanging around her neck. Maggie’s fingers brushed over Tim’s and”
― Kelly Doust, Precious Things