Ten years after my husband threw me out in the rain while I was carrying his twins, I watched him tell a television audience that his one regret was never having children.

Which is, without any competition at all, the single most accurate sentence anybody has produced about the whole of this.

Including two lawyers, a woman called Oyin, and me.

I am not going to finish this with the ballroom.

Everybody wants the ballroom.

I understand exactly why. I have told it at a table and watched four people enjoy it enormously, and one of them made me tell it twice.

The doors. The blue dress. A billionaire going down on one knee in a dinner jacket in front of four hundred people.

All of it is true. It happened precisely like that and I would not take one second of it back.

But I walked into that room to make one man answer out loud for ten years of a lie.

And I walked in holding one of my own.

Mine was already ten days old on the day I signed it. I had been carrying it since the fourteenth of November, 2014.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *