JAMIE

'Molly took a yellow cab from her hotel and looked around her as she sped along Fifth Avenue.  Her mind travelled back through the years and she smiled to herself as she thought how unlikely this moment had been.  It was less than a year ago that her book had taken off in America, two since in Britain.  After five years of writing her dream had come true.  And now she was in New York to celebrate.  But after seemingly endless interviews and book-signings, she was ready to go home.  She thought of her son and how long it had been since she had seen him.  It could only have been months but it seemed like years.  They had spoken though not as often as she would have liked.  But it had been complicated: her schedule, his activities, the time difference...'