Oliver Rankin was flabbergasted to see Clare Jackson whom he'd left in America ten years ago, but it was Clare who was really dumb-founded by this unexpected reunion. And shaken, confused, appalled and panic-stricken. There were plenty of other words she could have added, but words were blotted out by thoughts of Em – her daughter Emily. Her Em!

Oliver's Em!

Only Oliver didn't know that, and now she'd be working with him in the tight-knit children's cardiac team at St James Hospital, and worse, living in a flat in the same small block!

Her, Em, and Oliver . . .