Life can be complicated. And complications are the last thing you need when a babyâs on the way.
But when Rebecca and James announce their joyful news, little do they know the road to baby bliss is far from smooth. Not only has James lost his job, but he canât find another and canât tell his wife why. Meanwhile Rebeccaâs own family has picked the worst possible time to start to fall apart, and are relying on her to try and fix it.
As secrets begin to permeate their lives Rebecca and James end up wondering are they really ready to be parents after allâ¦
But itâs too late now â and the expectant couple are about to learn that life doesnât always turn out quite as you expect it.
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Not What They Were Expecting
Neal Doran
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First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2014
Copyright © Neal Doran 2014
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E-book Edition © June 2014 ISBN: 9781472095275
Version date: 2018-07-23
NEAL DORAN
grew up in London, and the only real childhood hardship he knew was not being able to get a bedroom door sign with his name spelled properly on it. He knew heâd rather be a writer than an astronaut from the time he realised he didnât want a job that required too much travel. He has been an editor for spoof news website Newsbiscuit, written some jokes for BBC radio, and spent a short time as Britainâs most unlikely private investigator.
Neal now lives on the southwest coast of Ireland with his wife and two sons, who still prefer their mumâs stories to his.
He can be found on Twitter, usually when heâs not supposed to be, as @nealdoran.
Thanks to Mum and Dad, David and the much-missed Carol for not being anything like the parents and in-laws in this book. Thanks also to Mark & Liz for sharing their experience of âsharingâ; Richard for knowing where I need to raise my game, and to Darren for getting locked out once; wise authors Mark Dawson and Matt Dunn; Miranda Dickinson for a year of marvellous mentoring; Kirsty Greenwood for putting an early version of the start of this story in the Novelicious Undiscovered final; Kathryn, Lucy and Victoria and all the team at HQ Digital for making this happen; and to Gavin Ames, because I forgot about him last time.
Finally, thanks to Jo for making life better than I ever could have expected, and Thomas and Noah for patiently waiting while dad wrote another book about kissing and stuff, rather than dinosaurs or zombies.
Contents
Cover
Blurb
Book List
Title Page
Copyright
Author Bio
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Extract
Endpages
About the Publisher
Chapter 1
âWell at least the date means the anniversary will be easy to remember,â James said.
âWhat are you talking about?â
â25>th December 2011. The day the romance died. Still, five years, four months and seventeen days was a good run.â
âOh give over,â Rebecca replied, âI was bursting. Now look away, Iâm finishing.â
âAlthough even without the romance thereâs something about seeing you with your knickers around your anklesâ¦â