Aged 12, I sat hunched at the top of the stairs, listening to my parents argue late into the night. The next day, as Dad drove me to school - a selective private girls' school 20 minutes from our house - he told me that he and Mum had grown apart. There were rumours that he'd been seen with a blonde. I feared they'd divorce, but it hadn't occurred to me that...
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